ㅤㅤ ...ㅤㅤ ㅤ locke in a dark-soul. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ[22.00──ancurries] ㅤㅤㅤ“empty, just tired to be wanted.” ⓘㅤ enjoying a cup of coffee with light emerging from a hole in the corner of the room. read the newspaper, make a voice message to-self. only silence accompanies me here, maybe occasionally heard a thumping sound due to me being drunk. i've finished many bottles of beer, walking like a dazed person who doesn't know which way to go home... ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ’do i really have a way home?’