i need to post on here more often, i keep lurking. anyways life as always is still a struggle but my enjoyment of good music and my idealism keeps me going. today so far has been relatively uneventful. i woke up, saw money go in my bank account, went outside to get a haircut and then bought some manga and went home. i don't know why but i got given a totally different haircut than what i asked » Continue Reading
i can farm supercredits and requisitions like theres no tomorrow, level the maps with infinite missiles, spawn as much stratagems as i want and just fuck about with unlock all in general. this is life changing !!!! » Continue Reading
i've noticed that recently i cannot bare myself to actively speak to certain people, they make me ill. like they are trying to seek something from me i literally do not have. but i don't know why i haven't just blocked them, maybe i'm waiting to see how long it takes for them to realize i just flat-out don't like chatting to them or something, who the fuck knows? i don't dislike them for personal ... » Continue Reading
not really excited for it, didn't even ask/request for anything other than a couple of case fans for my pc and some new earbuds. honestly the most semi-exciting thing is that me and a few friends *may* play some black ops 2 zombies, but knowing them they'll probably either completely avoid going on a discord vc in order to play or make an excuse not to, but who knows? maybe they will. i insisted o... » Continue Reading
i didn’t go with them. when they pushed toward limansk, when the sky cracked open above the sarcophagus, i stayed. not because i was afraid. i just thought they’d win. we were clear sky. » Continue Reading
the rain doesn’t weep, the sky doesn’t mourn, only cold steel speaks, whispering through flesh. i press my side; warmth spilling, fading, a red river washing down cracked pavement. no prayers, no hands to hold; just silence, and the flickering hum of a dying streetlight. no ghosts, no last words, just the rain tapping against nothing. once, i stood tall, thought i was unbreakable, a b » Continue Reading
he walks through the end of the world, where the roads are cracked and swallowed by roots, where buildings lean like drunk men ready to fall, where silence hangs heavy, thick like a warning. the wind howls through dead streets, rattling old si » Continue Reading
a blade of light splits the sky, silver and sharp as regret. the ocean hums a dirge for no one, waves folding like forgotten letters. cherry petals drift in the street, soft corpses in the mouth of spring. » Continue Reading