big fancy guns, assassins, and not one of you can answer the simplest question.
it’s a metaphor, you see; you put the textbook in front of you, but you don’t give it the power to actually teach you anything
Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
breathe me / sia
This is just entropy at work. This is more the natural way of the universe. But it doesn’t necessarily mean it’s falling apart. It’s just… changing shape.
can someone please fucking like me for once