disconcerning

diffident 

lyrics:

to you am i a pretty face 

acne scars on my neck 

and i hate this place 

that i’m stuck here in

i can’t help but feel ill

and when the lights turn off 

it’s just me and you

i know i talk too much 

to tell you the truth 

that i feel i 

need to realise 

i need to spend time 

by myself by myself

dear diary 017: plastic

EST. SPRING 2016.
Welcome to the program.
Providing content for auxiliary takeover.

@stupidrichkid

demo burner account
unfinished or throwaway ideas

soundshifter on the master sometimes
or i ran out of storage on main sc lol hi

dear diary 017: plastic

uhh ok