i don't know what rizz is .

i'm not used to people touching me, devils included . . . ㅤ( his eyes avoid contact with the other's, but not trying to send a rude message . having someone to talk to is nice, he admits to himself . ) some just don't think it's worth the risk . you're warm .

time for me to head to bed . . . rest well everyone . . .

I carry around the body of someone that should have died.

things don’t always stop hurting, but you learn to make room for it. you learn to coexist with the hurt. it’s hard, and some days it’s so, so much worse than others, but it’s still worth it to try.

it should be inhumane to wake up for work at 4:30 am . . .

don’t go…don’t leave me behind…don’t go

hello .

I know Death. I have been dancing with you my entire life. So I neither fear nor desire you, but I know you. And this is as close as I will allow you.

What are you interested in? Nothing. Me neither.

apathy is tragedy and boredom is a crime

even if i can’t feel you, these feelings won’t change

and while you sleep i'll be scared so by the time you wake i'll be brave

tired .

good morning .

flatline in the morning light, i held on so tight for so long, it's just not right

I don’t want you to change. I want you to always be you.

most of you should be in bed by now .

hi .

say it back .