Listening to: “Disenchanted – MCR”
idk why i keep coming back here.
maybe bc the blank box doesn’t judge me when i bleed into it.
maybe bc none of u rlly know me, so it feels safer than talking to ppl who think they do.
today i laughed w/ someone i didn’t expect to. it felt good.
but by the time i got home, the silence hit harder than the punchline.
funny how a whole room can be loud & u still feel like the ghost no one invited.
i wrote a verse on the bus.
“do u hear me screaming between the songs,
or am i just another name lost in ur phone?”
yea. it’s not done. neither am i.
i keep wondering if i’m living, or just surviving.
but i guess surviving is enough if the music’s still loud.
- Ace 🖤
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