MEMORIES
Fragment of my life scattered here in an unorderly order
ARCHIVES
Thoughts are the building blocks of soul. Here I am keeping mine well and messy.
17/05/2025
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Constantly removing memories of the past make me lost track of myself, my being. Desperation, depression, even when everything seems so fucking great, … how can I get past this rabbit hole? Death seems inviting. I love being alive, but I may just tip right over on that second. Maybe that of a second in…