there are moments in my life when I wish I had not been born

she's got that half dead look in her eyes by now

I repost music that I like. That's all for now.

God I want to buy music so bad!

3̸̫̙͖̱͎̆̒̈́̈́̔̂͊̈́͠0̶̢̝̲̠̜̻̖͙̖̏́̓ Ṯ̷̮͓̓͊̕ơ̶͈͔͔̹̰͉̯̏͆̃̎r̸͉̩͉̚̚o̷̙̝̖̼̩͐͊̆̀̀͠n̸̼͇̟͊̅͘t̴̢͖͚̪̗̽̏̽̎̎̕͝ŏ̸͖̫̩̲̅̎̾̐


   
.̸̦͘.̶̡̌1̸̧̛̙͕͇̟̮̟̻̮̻̻͓̙͙̫̞̺̩̞͉͙͈̗͍͚̱̯̟̥̥͈̯͙̯͔̰̗̗͇̯̈͐̎̐͊̀̈́͛̽͒͐̓̿͆̿̅̂́̈́̈́̊̂̓́̽́͌̈̍̌̄̀͑̓͗͒͆̀͘̚̚̕͜͜ͅͅͅ9̸̨̨̢̧̛̛̼͚̭̳̱͓̭̝̝̞̳͎͉̬̹̥̮͇̮̺̼̯̫̩͎͇̩̘͔͇̈́̂̑̃̎͐̄͒̎̓͆͗̅̋̓̈̌̾̆͗̅̋̋̆̇̂̍̈́́̈́̓̐̎̽̔̓̚͘͘͝ͅͅ9̶̭̻̭͙̇̈́̄͋̈́̒̈́ͅ4̵̢̡̢̢̜̭͙̮̯͔͖͈̤̬̞̣̻͖̝̱̪̘̮̩͕̮͓͕̮̘͖͍̹̟͚̻̞̓́͘͠
  ........�̴͇̐̎̍̚
i̴̢͍͈̺̝̦͑t̶̗͂͐͠s̶̱͌̽̓̿͊ ̸͚̰̯͒̉̈́̽s̵̗͍̣͒ǫ̶̠͂͝ ̴̨͕͈͓̣͖͌͜e̴̛̟̭̬͙͉͒͌͛͘͜͜a̵͎͌͐͊̀̈́̒̕s̶̛̖͙̒̆̊͋͊y̴̟̪̓̌͝ ̵̢̧̜̼̠͒͂́͌͛ͅt̴̖͉̦̺̞̼̭̋̇ő̷̡̠͚̞̤̹̹̈́͒̀̆͠ ̷͚͐̌̓̽s̸̬̿̉̒̈́̎̓e̷̪͍̫͌̋͛́͝ę̶͖̯̣̊̃̽̇̽̀ ̷̘̼̻̺̞͘w̶̧̡̬͖̝̹̠͌͆̃͊̽h̷̡̟̽̔͋̑ô̷͇̰͌̅ͅ ̶̙̠̮͈̖̈́́͛̿ͅi̴̟͋͗͠͝͝s̴̢͓̈́̓̆̂͒̏͜͠ ̵̧̨̠̤͚̙̲̈́̓͌̃͆͝͝r̷͚̲̥͔̖̊̒̐͐͊͋ȩ̸̤̬̇̊ą̶̏̐̆̐̈́͠ḽ̴̛͆̔̀̎͋̚

and so we learn the importance of clarity and purpose

Abject human existence unfolds in a void of purpose, trapped in the relentless cycle of insignificance and despair. Life's meaning, elusive and fleeting, renders the human journey a futile pursuit of ephemeral happiness in a universe indifferent to its anguish.

there are moments in my life when I wish I had not been born

please be quiet