and love is in fact tearing me apart.

headphones on in the club with no music so i can protect my hearing and prolong my ability to ruin it anyways.

selfish as virtue.

i can escape

respect your friends revere your foes.

"to find our personality by losing it - faith itself endoreses this destiny."
a factless autobiography #34

everyday is bleeding into the last. my heart grows heavy as the sun falls from its throne.

meditation on moderation. absoluteness as an act of betryal.