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Reminiscence

"For years now, I've wanted to fall asleep. The sort of slipping off, the giving up, the falling part of sleep. Now sleeping is the last thing I want to do." 

Defiance

Somber

"Video meliora proboque deteriora sequor."

Sotto Voce

Güman

Cynical

Necropolitan

İkrar

Feeling weird lately. I don't know why. In fact, I know. Just don't want to expose. This is not I want to mention. I don't have anything concrete to mention. Feeling like memory of thousands of years is being calculated in my mind. Feeling really strange towards to myself. This is not the point I had imagined when I was not an adult. I've dreamt about I would finally reach the point I could express myself. It is traumatic that you realise that is not possible at all. How to approach to upcoming days? What should I do? How to survive? Is it likely continue without a single word? I don't know. I'm sorry. It'll never be happened.

Moral Masochism & Dysphoria

Not Really

Simple loser.
Complex winner.

Unfinished stuff, as usual.

Resh the Ultimate Sucker