It seems like everyone's fading away one at a time
A constant sense of dread seems to linger 
when I lay down
Am I helping people out of altruism or out of selfishness?
once again,i am craving for self validation
a poser ,I put up a facade for everyone I meet
unsure of what you love and what i  hate,even if i wanted to disappear and redo it again
at least someone will remember me,right

A sense of longing to love again
A sense of longing to feel again
A sense of longing to love again
I guess I'll try again tomorrow.

longing/0.2

making shitty recordings in my bedroom//rafting in my room

longing/0.2

glance