i feel like killing myself but i cant

vomit doll

i’m spinning spinning so fast baby break my heart 
why don’t u meet me by the bathroom 
u can kill me when u want 
i just rly wanna know 
i just wanna rlly know 
if you’ll fuck me up if i give u all my love 
break my bones put me into tiny pieces 
slit my throat and make me quiet 
ask me if i’m fine baby i’m just crying 
i don’t feel good yeah i wanna throw up 

i like self destruction and self harm 
it’s the way i fucking cope 
so i gotta cheat the rope 
she slit her cute throat 
i just wanna know 
if u rly loved me 
then why’d you have to go 
omg it stopped being fun 
whyd you stare at me
i guess u should’ve run 
times out 
baby don’t u pout 
ur so pretty when ur dead 
i’ll lay ur corpse in my bed 

jesus fucking christ i have so much hate in my heart 
wish it would go away 
i didn’t want it from the start
i cant sleep 
i wish u were here 
it’s my fault 
that i fucked up 
i lost something that meant so much 
do u know what it’s like to live so numb 
wishing 4 death that shits so dumb 
i’d rather slit my wrists then fucking move on 


i didn’t learn my lesson 
everyday i wanna give up 
i hate looking at my phone 
i wanna hurt my self and upload that 
livestream my suicide bitch it’s cute 
i get closer and closer and nobody knows 
feeling like a psycho the way that it goes 
i’ll be gone soon i hope u know

livestream

livestream (kaneda7)

daddy issues

heartache

sunflower

i hear your voice in my head a lot

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glad_u_came +kets4eki +m1v (pixelhood)

The song delves into the harrowing dissolution of self amid creeping dissociation, where familiar rooms warp into glitchy illusions and thoughts loop in a twitching haze, evoking the terror of a mind fraying at its edges like a thread pulled too thin. Through percussive rap verses and swirling breakdowns, it captures the futile grasp for solidity—mirrors reflecting strangers, clocks trembling in crooked arcs—as reality unravels not in catastrophe but in subtle, silent retreat, leaving echoes of a life led in the in-between. Ultimately, it whispers a poignant defiance against erasure, a fragmented plea to hold ground in the fading heartbeat, affirming that even in incompleteness, the effort to stay burns like a final, haunting flare.

Fading at the Edge of Me

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