@nihiroth.bsky.social
Aspiring artist.
Aspiring voice actor.
Aspiring musician.
Aspiring to be everything I want to be until the sands of time swallow me whole.
Take my hand and I will guide you through the void. 🖤
Aspiring voice actor.
Aspiring musician.
Aspiring to be everything I want to be until the sands of time swallow me whole.
Take my hand and I will guide you through the void. 🖤
Reclusa was right.
September 27, 2025 at 10:41 PM
Reclusa was right.
Empty space, empty space.
Nothing sacred, no disgrace.
Full of matter, lacking meaning.
Tasteless food for the ceaseless seething.
Nothing sacred, no disgrace.
Full of matter, lacking meaning.
Tasteless food for the ceaseless seething.
September 21, 2025 at 2:40 AM
Empty space, empty space.
Nothing sacred, no disgrace.
Full of matter, lacking meaning.
Tasteless food for the ceaseless seething.
Nothing sacred, no disgrace.
Full of matter, lacking meaning.
Tasteless food for the ceaseless seething.
Frustration...
September 17, 2025 at 4:11 AM
Frustration...
There is no one better than facing the void than I,
yet still there are times I drown. Every wretched instinct and urge take hold and I lash out with my ugliest methods, reaching blindly for anything I can grab onto, ripping away my surroundings as I thrash. Oh dear. I seem to have lost my head.
yet still there are times I drown. Every wretched instinct and urge take hold and I lash out with my ugliest methods, reaching blindly for anything I can grab onto, ripping away my surroundings as I thrash. Oh dear. I seem to have lost my head.
July 5, 2025 at 8:30 PM
There is no one better than facing the void than I,
yet still there are times I drown. Every wretched instinct and urge take hold and I lash out with my ugliest methods, reaching blindly for anything I can grab onto, ripping away my surroundings as I thrash. Oh dear. I seem to have lost my head.
yet still there are times I drown. Every wretched instinct and urge take hold and I lash out with my ugliest methods, reaching blindly for anything I can grab onto, ripping away my surroundings as I thrash. Oh dear. I seem to have lost my head.
A tribute to @rosariogummi.bsky.social, someone who has shown me an unwavering love even as I found it genuinely unrecognizable as I drowned in the strife of isolation. My best friend. The loving little spark that somehow found its way into the void to come say hi to me.
June 6, 2025 at 2:07 AM
A tribute to @rosariogummi.bsky.social, someone who has shown me an unwavering love even as I found it genuinely unrecognizable as I drowned in the strife of isolation. My best friend. The loving little spark that somehow found its way into the void to come say hi to me.
I have gazed into the void my entire life. I have obsessed on and embodied it until it my heart blackened: A realm of teeth is now my rib cage.
But this is not a wail of sorrow. I adore this twisted lifestyle.
Ego and mania are what I embrace in the face of nihilism and I hope my aura is infectious!
But this is not a wail of sorrow. I adore this twisted lifestyle.
Ego and mania are what I embrace in the face of nihilism and I hope my aura is infectious!
April 19, 2025 at 10:15 PM
I have gazed into the void my entire life. I have obsessed on and embodied it until it my heart blackened: A realm of teeth is now my rib cage.
But this is not a wail of sorrow. I adore this twisted lifestyle.
Ego and mania are what I embrace in the face of nihilism and I hope my aura is infectious!
But this is not a wail of sorrow. I adore this twisted lifestyle.
Ego and mania are what I embrace in the face of nihilism and I hope my aura is infectious!