is always the step before rebirth, renewal...
... Death is slow, it's not susynced. It moves at its own pace. You think it's over, but you're still decaying. The good parts of you begin to rot from the inside out. The bad parts of you remained scorched,
i am a small miniature boy , Rather malnourished really. I like to sit in a room with no Windows and look at the box of wonders . i like to play Role playing games like Skyrim . My favorite Skyrim character is cicero Skyrim because he reminds me so much of myslef. Other wise, i like to give arthur baths in red Dead redemption 2.
by Ethel Cain is a new Hit in my circle. Yes! Play me the sounds of Nothing!!!! as a man with Horrible tinnitus the sound of Nothing can be verycomfortable.
after All, every town becomes abandoned , a ghost, a husk of it's lifetime preserved in the chemicals Of light appearing on our Dark reflection. Isn't it horrifying ? fleeting Alike to the river Unrelenting upon the dirt Washing away every misconception of Life in the soil. We will become but ghosts and relics of a time of hope. our Lives predict the future ! O Boy.
