im bleeding-d emo

Pulled out some pieces of my fucking hair, tried screaming “help me” but nobody cares. And I am not strong, I’m foul mouthed and fucking ignorant. Two years later I’m not different: still made of pieces that will not fit, forever fucked and too dramatic. I wear my heart upon my sleeve like I did when I still eighteen, and goddamnit it gets the best of me. One thing I’ve learned since coming to terms with moving on is no matter what I used to have: it’s gone. Pull out my fucking hair, I’ll die alone and not care.

07 Midwest Pen Pals - A Kick Ass Life

her mum is an ATM machine by eterna

ETERNAL THRESHOLDS BOOKLET (EN) https://eklektikaberlin.com/files/1371805/eternal-thresholds-booklet.pdf
HORIZON IX BOOKLET (EN) https://eklektikaberlin.com/files/1369223/horizon-ix-the-story.pdf
HORIZON IX BOOKLET (DE): https://eklektikaberlin.com/files/1369835/horizon-ix-the-story-de.pdf

“Horizon Memory” explores the dissolution of identity and reality, where past, future, self, and world blur into one shifting continuum. The song’s imagery of doors in air, cities inside stone, and forests of glass suggests a dreamlike landscape where memory and possibility are inseparable, and nothing holds a fixed form. The horizon serves as both boundary and mirror — bending endlessly, containing every beginning and end at once. Ultimately, the song suggests that individuality dissolves into a collective existence, where the dreamer and the dream are the same, and memory itself becomes the architecture of reality. It is both disorienting and transcendent, offering release from blueprints and permanence into an infinite, fluid horizon.

READ THE BOOKLET FOR THE FINAL PART....

HORIZON 9:  HORIZON MEMORY

The Jester's Final Call

Goodnight Nobody

Snowfalls in November

I Hate Sex / Algae Bloom / Black Knight Satellite Split

3-Way Split

This Floating World

Touching warm dog shit through the holes of a plastic bag. Looking over my shoulder as the mailboxes turn into people. There are no people around. Goddamn right I'll miss this place, more than I ever thought. And I think about it a lot. Especially during this time of night. I hate this time of night and I know I'm not alone in that.

I'm not fond of goodbyes but I really despise saying hello for the very first time. Nice to meet you for the very first time. These four yellow walls that I've come to know and love, they were all I ever really needed. God, I hope I'm not alone in that.

But I'll do my goodbyes and I'll bring myself to say "Hello, Marlene. Nice to meet you too Kristine." These four yellow walls that I've come to know and love, they were all I ever really needed.

Goddamn right I'll miss this place. More than I ever thought. And I think about it a lot. There are some things I just don't want to change.

Studying - Wait, I'll Get Back To You

Something That Matters
I look around at all my friends, the "1-2-3-4-5 dead ends", the kids i'll never see again...the kids who mean the most to me. Staying up until the morning, in my kitchen swapping stories; memories I can't forget, no matter how the summer went.

We're here forever, and we'll die together.

If you plant a seed, it grows into a tree, and to us, to everyone, this never meant thing. I'm sorry Cameron, that she never meant a thing. This song's for you, wherever you might be, I pray that you stay golden and never come back home.

This song's for you, this song's for movin' on.
This song is for our friends who've been there all along.

Merchant Ships - Something That Matters

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Studying - Wait, I'll Get Back To You

Aiko Ilagan