– мне одиноко. не в том смысле, что я один. просто люди в моей жизни кажутся мне очень поверхностными и далёкими от меня. особенно ощущаю это, когда листаю ленту в соцсетях. там настолько все безлико и искусственно.
– different people appeared in my life, but no one remained. It was as if everyone was looking for something for themselves there, but did not find it and eventually disappeared.
I've never been afraid to die, but when I realized that I had something to lose. the fear of death has become simply terrifying. of course, I understand that being afraid of death is stupid, after all, death is inevitable.
on the balcony of someone's hut, I got you the moon. god, I'm going to call you back. god, I always tremble in front of you. give me a tourniquet for my birthday. I'm going to die, let these whores laugh.
have you no idea that you're in deep, I dreamt about you nearly every night this week. how many secrets can you keep? cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow and I play it on repeat. until I fall asleep. spilling drinks on my settee do I wanna know If this feeling flows both ways?
