(🔞 mostly kyuu musings, this is practically my journal desu~)
Because the more I think about it, the more I feel that there's just a dozen of me in my head, all wanting different things. All wanting to go about it all a different way.
There's no harmony in my head. The music is fading.
Because the more I think about it, the more I feel that there's just a dozen of me in my head, all wanting different things. All wanting to go about it all a different way.
There's no harmony in my head. The music is fading.
What does he do? What does he like? Why does he do what he does?
Why does he exist?
What does he do? What does he like? Why does he do what he does?
Why does he exist?
I wonder now if I seem like a hollow and boring person to everyone else. Because that definitely seems like the case to me.
I wonder now if I seem like a hollow and boring person to everyone else. Because that definitely seems like the case to me.
It's totally gonna turn into post-work sleep isn't it?
It's totally gonna turn into post-work sleep isn't it?