JitterS

ỉ͔͖̜͌ḿ̬̏ͤͅ ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ ā̤̓̍͘ r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑y҉̃̀̋̑
ỉ͔͖̜͌ ḿ̬̏ͤͅā̤̓̍͘ḑ̴̞͛̒ẹ̿͋̒̕ ā̤̓̍͘ r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑y҉̃̀̋̑
ỉ͔͖̜͌ḿ̬̏ͤͅ ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ ā̤̓̍͘ r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑y҉̃̀̋̑
ā̤̓̍͘ư̡͕̭̇ĝ̽̓̀͑ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍t̲̂̓ͩ̑ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑y҉̃̀̋̑

t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ḳ̯͍̑ͦỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ĝ̽̓̀͑ b̬͖̏́͢o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇t̲̂̓ͩ̑ ư̡͕̭̇ ā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍ḑ̴̞͛̒ ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕
ỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑ c͕͗ͤ̕̕o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇l̙͖̑̾ͣḑ̴̞͛̒ ḣ̖̻͛̓ā̤̓̍͘v͒̄ͭ̏̇ẹ̿͋̒̕ b̬͖̏́͢ẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍ ā̤̓̍͘ ḑ̴̞͛̒r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘ḿ̬̏ͤͅ
ā̤̓̍͘ư̡͕̭̇ĝ̽̓̀͑ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍t̲̂̓ͩ̑ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑y҉̃̀̋̑
w̦̺̐̐͟ỉ͔͖̜͌s̠҉͍͊ͅḣ̖̻͛̓ ỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑ w̦̺̐̐͟o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇l̙͖̑̾ͣḑ̴̞͛̒ ḣ̖̻͛̓ā̤̓̍͘v͒̄ͭ̏̇ẹ̿͋̒̕ b̬͖̏́͢ẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍ ḑ̴̞͛̒ỉ͔͖̜͌f̵͖̜̉ͅf̵͖̜̉ͅẹ̿͋̒̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍t̲̂̓ͩ̑
w̦̺̐̐͟ỉ͔͖̜͌s̠҉͍͊ͅḣ̖̻͛̓ ỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑ w̦̺̐̐͟ā̤̓̍͘s̠҉͍͊ͅ r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣ ā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍ḑ̴̞͛̒
s̠҉͍͊ͅt̲̂̓ͩ̑ỉ͔͖̜͌l̙͖̑̾ͣl̙͖̑̾ͣ 
f̵͖̜̉ͅẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕l̙͖̑̾ͣ ư̡͕̭̇ ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍s̠҉͍͊ͅỉ͔͖̜͌ḑ̴̞͛̒ẹ̿͋̒̕ o̯̱̊͊͢f̵͖̜̉ͅ ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕
f̵͖̜̉ͅẹ̿͋̒̕l̙͖̑̾ͣl̙͖̑̾ͣ f̵͖̜̉ͅo̯̱̊͊͢r̴̨̦͕̝ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ ư̡͕̭̇ḣ̖̻͛̓
ỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑s̠҉͍͊ͅ ā̤̓̍͘ r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣ t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ĝ̽̓̀͑
t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ḳ̯͍̑ͦỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ĝ̽̓̀͑ b̬͖̏́͢o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇t̲̂̓ͩ̑ ư̡͕̭̇
s̠҉͍͊ͅp̞̈͑̚͞ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ ḿ̬̏ͤͅy҉̃̀̋̑ w̦̺̐̐͟o̯̱̊͊͢r̴̨̦͕̝l̙͖̑̾ͣḑ̴̞͛̒ ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ṇ̤͛̒̍ḑ̴̞͛̒
t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ḳ̯͍̑ͦỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ĝ̽̓̀͑ b̬͖̏́͢o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇t̲̂̓ͩ̑ ư̡͕̭̇
s̠҉͍͊ͅp̞̈͑̚͞ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ ḿ̬̏ͤͅy҉̃̀̋̑ w̦̺̐̐͟o̯̱̊͊͢r̴̨̦͕̝l̙͖̑̾ͣḑ̴̞͛̒ ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ṇ̤͛̒̍ḑ̴̞͛̒

ư̡͕̭̇ ā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍ḑ̴̞͛̒ ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕
5̷̧̼́͌ĝ̽̓̀͑ s̠҉͍͊ͅp̞̈͑̚͞ẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒
3̤̰̺̂̃ḑ̴̞͛̒ ḿ̬̏ͤͅo̯̱̊͊͢ḑ̴̞͛̒ẹ̿͋̒̕l̙͖̑̾ͣl̙͖̑̾ͣẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍ẹ̿͋̒̕
ư̡͕̭̇ṇ̤͛̒̍r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣ ā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑o̯̱̊͊͢ḿ̬̏ͤͅy҉̃̀̋̑
ư̡͕̭̇r̴̨̦͕̝ ḑ̴̞͛̒r̴̨̦͕̝ā̤̓̍͘w̦̺̐̐͟ṇ̤͛̒̍ t̲̂̓ͩ̑o̯̱̊͊͢ ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕
ā̤̓̍͘ỉ͔͖̜͌r̴̨̦͕̝l̙͖̑̾ͣẹ̿͋̒̕s̠҉͍͊ͅs̠҉͍͊ͅ b̬͖̏́͢r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓
c͕͗ͤ̕̕o̯̱̊͊͢ḿ̬̏ͤͅp̞̈͑̚͞ư̡͕̭̇t̲̂̓ͩ̑ẹ̿͋̒̕r̴̨̦͕̝ ĝ̽̓̀͑ẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍ẹ̿͋̒̕r̴̨̦͕̝ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒
ḣ̖̻͛̓ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝t̲̂̓ͩ̑b̬͖̏́͢ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑

w̦̺̐̐͟ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ĝ̽̓̀͑ ḣ̖̻͛̓ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝t̲̂̓ͩ̑ s̠҉͍͊ͅḣ̖̻͛̓ā̤̓̍͘p̞̈͑̚͞ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ ĝ̽̓̀͑l̙͖̑̾ͣā̤̓̍͘s̠҉͍͊ͅs̠҉͍͊ͅẹ̿͋̒̕s̠҉͍͊ͅ
l̙͖̑̾ͣo̯̱̊͊͢s̠҉͍͊ͅt̲̂̓ͩ̑ ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ ḣ̖̻͛̓o̯̱̊͊͢l̙͖̑̾ͣo̯̱̊͊͢ĝ̽̓̀͑r̴̨̦͕̝ā̤̓̍͘p̞̈͑̚͞ḣ̖̻͛̓ỉ͔͖̜͌c͕͗ͤ̕̕ l̙͖̑̾ͣo̯̱̊͊͢v͒̄ͭ̏̇ẹ̿͋̒̕ ā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍ḑ̴̞͛̒
ā̤̓̍͘ư̡͕̭̇ĝ̽̓̀͑ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍t̲̂̓ͩ̑ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑y҉̃̀̋̑
w̦̺̐̐͟ỉ͔͖̜͌s̠҉͍͊ͅḣ̖̻͛̓ ỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑ w̦̺̐̐͟o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇l̙͖̑̾ͣḑ̴̞͛̒ ḣ̖̻͛̓ā̤̓̍͘v͒̄ͭ̏̇ẹ̿͋̒̕ b̬͖̏́͢ẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍ ḑ̴̞͛̒ỉ͔͖̜͌f̵͖̜̉ͅf̵͖̜̉ͅẹ̿͋̒̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍t̲̂̓ͩ̑
w̦̺̐̐͟ỉ͔͖̜͌s̠҉͍͊ͅḣ̖̻͛̓ ư̡͕̭̇ w̦̺̐̐͟ẹ̿͋̒̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣ b̬͖̏́͢ư̡͕̭̇t̲̂̓ͩ̑
ḣ̖̻͛̓ẹ̿͋̒̕r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ ỉ͔͖̜͌ ā̤̓̍͘ḿ̬̏ͤͅ
t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓ỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ḳ̯͍̑ͦỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ĝ̽̓̀͑ b̬͖̏́͢o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇t̲̂̓ͩ̑ ư̡͕̭̇
ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣl̙͖̑̾ͣ ỉ͔͖̜͌ c͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍ s̠҉͍͊ͅẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕ ỉ͔͖̜͌s̠҉͍͊ͅ ā̤̓̍͘
f̵͖̜̉ͅl̙͖̑̾ͣẹ̿͋̒̕s̠҉͍͊ͅḣ̖̻͛̓-c͕͗ͤ̕̕o̯̱̊͊͢ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ f̵͖̜̉ͅā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍t̲̂̓ͩ̑ā̤̓̍͘s̠҉͍͊ͅy҉̃̀̋̑
ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣl̙͖̑̾ͣ ỉ͔͖̜͌ c͕͗ͤ̕̕ā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍ s̠҉͍͊ͅẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕ ỉ͔͖̜͌s̠҉͍͊ͅ ā̤̓̍͘
f̵͖̜̉ͅl̙͖̑̾ͣẹ̿͋̒̕s̠҉͍͊ͅḣ̖̻͛̓-c͕͗ͤ̕̕o̯̱̊͊͢ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ f̵͖̜̉ͅā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍t̲̂̓ͩ̑ā̤̓̍͘s̠҉͍͊ͅy҉̃̀̋̑


ư̡͕̭̇ ā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍ḑ̴̞͛̒ ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕
5̷̧̼́͌ĝ̽̓̀͑ s̠҉͍͊ͅp̞̈͑̚͞ẹ̿͋̒̕ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒
3̤̰̺̂̃ḑ̴̞͛̒ ḿ̬̏ͤͅo̯̱̊͊͢ḑ̴̞͛̒ẹ̿͋̒̕l̙͖̑̾ͣl̙͖̑̾ͣẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ s̠҉͍͊ͅc͕͗ͤ̕̕ẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍ẹ̿͋̒̕
ư̡͕̭̇ṇ̤͛̒̍r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣ ā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑o̯̱̊͊͢ḿ̬̏ͤͅy҉̃̀̋̑
ư̡͕̭̇r̴̨̦͕̝ ḑ̴̞͛̒r̴̨̦͕̝ā̤̓̍͘w̦̺̐̐͟ṇ̤͛̒̍ t̲̂̓ͩ̑o̯̱̊͊͢ ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕
ā̤̓̍͘ỉ͔͖̜͌r̴̨̦͕̝l̙͖̑̾ͣẹ̿͋̒̕s̠҉͍͊ͅs̠҉͍͊ͅ b̬͖̏́͢r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓
c͕͗ͤ̕̕o̯̱̊͊͢ḿ̬̏ͤͅp̞̈͑̚͞ư̡͕̭̇t̲̂̓ͩ̑ẹ̿͋̒̕r̴̨̦͕̝ ĝ̽̓̀͑ẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍ẹ̿͋̒̕r̴̨̦͕̝ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒
ḣ̖̻͛̓ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝t̲̂̓ͩ̑b̬͖̏́͢ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘t̲̂̓ͩ̑
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ā̤̓̍͘ư̡͕̭̇ĝ̽̓̀͑ḿ̬̏ͤͅẹ̿͋̒̕ṇ̤͛̒̍t̲̂̓ͩ̑ẹ̿͋̒̕ḑ̴̞͛̒ r̴̨̦͕̝ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑y҉̃̀̋̑˚

dalgalar karışır ruhuna

i probably won't disappear on you again i'm sorry i did before 


lyrics:

I’m fiending for a bit of your second hand smoke 
I know it’s wrong 
But 
Can’t help it when I’m sober I don’t want to become someone you loathe 

When I come home high  
Im hoping 
you don’t notice me crying 
Softly 

You always say that your lonely 
So why don’t you hold me
I’m desperately hoping you will
Whenever I feed your ego
You say that we’re equals
But boy you’re so evil yeah

I am fucking terrified you won’t remember when I’m gone 

Tell me I’m a monster take control 
Of my dreams, my will, my doubts 

You always say that your lonely 
So why don’t you hold me
I’m desperately hoping you will
Whenever I feed your ego
You say that we’re equals
But boy you’re so evil yeah 

You always say that your lonely 
So why don’t you hold me
I’m desperately hoping you will
Whenever I feed your ego
You say that we’re equals
But boy you’re so evil yeah

SLOWLY (EQUALS)

all of them in one place for your consumption

I hope you enjoy my art, this wouldn't be possible without @scrobaby and his guitar playing. I put a lot of work into making these and the videos that go along with them. Peep them while you get a chance its_k0l on YOUTUBE they're still uploading


i might disappear into this digital void just to work more on my craft. releasing stuff about you makes me want to die of embarrassment. i never think its good enough. i hope a day comes where I am satisfied. i have such a long way to go so i'm scared if i disappear this time ill shatter into a million pieces. I just wish I got closure from you. these are the things i never got to say. thanks for listening, even if you hate me.

SLOWLY

TO KILL ME

STILL TRYING

WHITE HEAT

GLISTENING

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