Bitter recollection.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I am nothing but a bleeding corpse in your arms .

BOOSTING‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ i owe goobs my life

// considering deleting twitter rn. my groupmates starting to hate me cuz i keep procrastinating and i need to Lock Tf In

hello mademoiselle rat, would you like wine with that mousetrap cheese

...that's it.

// APPARENTLY I CAN BY CRUSTACEOUS COWL AND LE PROFESSINEL????

i don't want you to die. i am a coward. and i love you too much to let you go.

// both obtained. just need his shoes and the incredibly rare spycrab, but the cowl and turtleneck is enough 🥹

// currently clinging to Anton rn, and keeps following Hugo wherever he goes

almost drowned myself in the bathtub again

all of a sudden you disappeared， like a faint ghost disappeared / i sometimes ask into the void， what am i to you?

like a moth flying into an open flame she wished to stay by her side a bit longer

what do you want? to laugh at me? rip me apart? i don't want to talk to you.

…it seems like I was born to hurt and suffer myself. That doesn't always seem like a really good reason. Uh… I wish there was another way. But, here in this land, uh... I feel very stuck. But uh, uhm... I'm sorry to complain. It's just... it's just so...

there's so much more to you than you know. not just pain and anger. there's good to you, i felt it. and when you can access it, you'll possess a power no one can match. not even me.