Overlod
my frog burden
we dont need more jason's flyer copycats
i think
taituru
what did kentaro muira mean by this
Wtf
In law, a prerogative is an exclusive right bestowed by a government or state and invested in an individual or group, the content of which is separate from the body of rights enjoyed under the general law. It was a common facet of feudal law. The word is derived from Old French prerogative (14c.), M.L. prerogativa "special right", from Latin praerogativa "prerogative, previous choice or election", originally (with tribus, centuria) "100 voters who by lot voted first in the Roman comitia", from praerogativus"chosen to vote first."
hyperphantasia
Shame you're real.
studying british history
if i was paid for it i'd fabricate so many words
fuck i overslept
why am i such a sleepy fella.
i feel things i feel i think things i think
note to self: torment comes from disregarding consciousness
early afraid graves
as if it's not difficult enough to confront yourself, an etherized fighter (such as myself) immanently has to fight his past and future selves.
Noumenon
people turn against each too easily, even then i can't find myself being the victim, not that i particularly deserve such treatment, i'm problably not a restful person to align yourself with, but there are things i can't find myself not complain about, especially with him, even though he were always certainly ill tempered, allatu gave me the enthusiasm to bestow my every self to him, i thought this meant that he was okay with my personalized mental reality, however currently this person looks down to it, strictly rejecting it, mocking about it being childish, i now would rather not intersect with his currents, while he has already captured all of mine, and apperantly is disgusted by it.
promenades with charm lights
the norm isn't that i think i'm very not for partly appreciating both by the highest monad, other way is too idealistic.
i feel what it mean
sexsiiiiiiii
getting th zoomies
death of the sore cause
I mistook you for myself
sorry my old boy
i feed off evil animals
teehheeeeeee :P
sunset brazil trademarkt
nurturing my inner man
as winds speak to me
they never tell the truth
they wont but they might
host a party in your home to socialize
i wish this log could serve some mnemonic purpose, as my past self taught me to forget, anyhow now i realize i kinda suck.
i tell you we must die
into the light i see. Â
chilling
doing short term regretting long term
to pretend i miss you
dreams of july
i miss you for real this time
heat waves
god built my epitaph
about the smile that she wears well
about the dance that blinded me
about how forever came undone
i reach a new level of dumbassness each day
an apes heart will nail my boundaries
will it whisper to my ear
what is hard to hear
day it will die
or the trade it leaves
i sweat on purpose
can i be forgiven
for the sake of the promises i collected
for the sake of the childish dreams of flowers
me when i reap
i will burn my hands
as they wont ever wash clean
i will ask for the poison
or whatever kills me mean