If there's a chance something could go wrong,

Well, it's going to go wrong for me.

They hate me, and nothing will change that fact.

There is no present or future that can change my past.

If they hate my past, they hate me, all of them.

All idiots, all hypocrites...

So mean, so mean...

I hate them...

All of them.

Images that i forget to post, or, when i posted, it was dark here ;--;

May the heart that has already died rot inside, but may such a heart not infect the veins with its resentment and hatred.

Eh, the paper just cutted because a bunch of ink or theses pen things.

So i completed drawing in one notebook haha.

I don't need that notebook;-;

So, okay then ;-;

Scopophobia

Good Afternoon ;-;

Your blood overflows twice as much, you are a living shield that cares.

But you know that no one looks at you as a sword, but rather as a shield that serves only to suffer.

Rip out your guts, your heart, your veins, and more.

Unfortunately, for some reason, your friends ATTACH themselves to you, and they want you ALIVE, to SUFFER.

They make you CHEW and SWALLOW the same FLESH, until you VOMIT and lose your TEETH.

@GHOST30 ;-;

The trees:

Falling...