"Иногда я смотрю на луну и задаюсь вопросом, смотрите ли вы на неё тоже"
Я больше не хочу жить.
✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧
f4f
I can picture the end.
𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓘 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓘 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝔂 𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷
𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓰𝓸 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓰𝓸 𝓸𝓯
Now that your dead, it hurts
⋆˚｡✴︎𝒲𝒽𝑜 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈⋆✴︎˚｡⋆
ᵢ'ₘ ₒᵤₜ ₒf ₜᵢₘₑ ᵢ'ₘ ₒᵤₜₜₐ fᵤcₖᵢₙg ₜᵢₘₑ
·:*¨༺ 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 ༻¨*:·
ᵀʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᴵ ᵗᵉˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᴵ'ᵐ ᶠⁱⁿᵉ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ'ᵐ ˡʸⁱⁿ'
ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳʳʸ
ᵀʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᴵ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵐʸ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰⁱᵈᵉ 'ᵉᵐ
'ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ⁿᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵗᵒ ʰᵘʳᵗ ᵐᵉ
The thing is, I cared. Apparently, that was never enough. I was never enough.
I hate my body,
I hate my face,
I hate my legs,
I hate my lips,
I hate my eyes,
I hate my stomach,
I hate my nose,
I hate my hair,
I hate my arms,
I hate my hips,
I hate my teeth,
I hate my smile,
I hate my voice,
I hate how my brain works,
I hate my everything.

Followers of river.wav