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shiro-8 1 year
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You also have the desire to see your own blood flowing down your arm to feel human again? Im not talking about a scratch, im talking about seeing the red dripping and flowing down my arm like theres a waterfall coming out my fucking arm. Also not talking about suicide this time, no. Just want to feel alive. Let the blood flow like the rivers stream.
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shiro-8 1 year
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They say the only constant in life is change, well.. will this change too?
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shiro-8 2 years
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Everything i want to know is, knowing what i want to know.
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shiro-8 2 years
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I really wanted to write tonight,
I saw the dust on my desk and cried.
I wiped it away and i cleaned.
I looked around and i sweaped.
I wanted to write and i really tried.
I looked around and saw my room is dirty,
My room was the second victim and died horribly,
The bathroom was next. I rubbed sadistically.
Tiles in the kitchen saw the White light quickly.
The living room didnt really lived unfortunetly.
I killed all dirt and my Motivation with it,
I knew i had to write but i felt sick when i sit.
I was trapped and i sweeped the attic.
I was done now and finished all work with it.
Finally i got the strength to write tonight,
Procrastinating was done i will write in the night.
But when i sat down I noticed something, shit!
I cleaned so long my desk is covered in dirt.
I wiped it away and cleaned, i looked around and i
sweaped, i really wanted to write and i really tried.
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shiro-8 3 years
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There will always be someone setting a house on fire and laughing, but there will always be someone smiling and singing about the days before that.
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shiro-8 3 years
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Get happy or die tryin.
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shiro-8 3 years
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The most beautiful moments, are short. Lasting long and eternal burned in our heads, but this moment only lasted maybe a few minutes, maybe an hour, a day, a year. But in our heads, its only separated in moments. Theres no full day we ever remembered. Maybe we experienced a day in our life that we never forgot, but there will be always something that is left out. Its moments. Bits and pieces. Moments last only as a minute in our heads. So does it matter if the memory we make at this moment is short? A sunset only for a minute, the last hug from a friend in seconds. The death of a loved one we never met only in one picture. Life is a moment.
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shiro-8 3 years
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Imagine getting punishment to be tortured by a judge, terrible right? Now look in the mirror and tell me whos the real cruelest judge.
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shiro-8 3 years
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"Look at the people who have it worse than me, how can i be happy when they suffer?" This sentence ruins people. Why cant i be happy because others have it worse. There is always someone who has it worse. You may be an only child but others lost their parents, you may dont have any family, but others dont have family and are tortured right now. You may be tortured right now with wiplashes, well someone else gets tortured with two wiplashes. The moral of this is :" Dont depend your happiness and sadness on people that you dont know, and who dont know you."
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shiro-8 3 years
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Why do people have to die? Lets reverse the question, why do we have to live? We live so that something is there. We die so theres room for something that is there.
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shiro-8 3 years
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What is god? If god tells you to kill your family, would you do it? No? Them what is god? Not worth it to kill for, not worth it to die for, not worth it to live for. So what is god? Absent.
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shiro-8 3 years
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One day we wake up and it all will make sense. Life would be so much easier if the ones who made us so miserable would look as wicked as they are. But children arent the only ones who like to pretend. Keep the charade up till the curtain drops.
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shiro-8 3 years
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Explorers of the past like Henry the navigator showed us how big the world is. Explorers of the mind like Nietzsche, told us how great the human nature can be. Now whats left to explore, when the land is known, the animals have been named, the brain explained, whats left for us to explore? The past is known, the future written by scientists, were here with nothing but ourselves. Whats left to discover is, how far have we really seen whats possible. The enigma of life is yet unknown. Im here with nothing to show my future self except my existence. It wont be enough. It will never be enough. We wont stop. The clock is ticking, but only for us now. The next cycle is coming, the end of watch. Still nothing.
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shiro-8 3 years
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Only when the wind touches your face, lifts up your hair, your shirt flying like a flag, only then, only then you feel truly alive. Surrounded by air but this time it touches you. Youve become one with earth in this moment. Underwater. Falling. Covered in light. Hugged by darkness. When you feel your body has touched earth, your eyes have seen a rainbow, your ears have heard the owl in the night, your nose has smelled the wood from a fire, you feel whole. A part of earth. A part of them. Simply you. You belong here. Only here. Here.
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shiro-8 3 years
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If you think a skeleton is disturbing, you will be even more disturbed to know what a skeleton was before it was one.
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shiro-8 3 years
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Playing the last note in a song, painting the last line, typing the last letter, setting the last piece of a puzzle. The feeling you have when you complete something is truly remarkable, amazing, beautiful and the most satisfying moment you'll ever experience. Oh yes, creation is wonderful.
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shiro-8 3 years
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If i have the power to cut my own wrists, then i also have the power to cut yours.
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