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.

If there's a chance something could go wrong,

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

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.

Eyes ;-;

I don't know where in the comunity put this, so, i will put in art or weirdcore ;-;

And Good Night :>

Imagine being God, you would have the power to choose...

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 ;-;

Be an angel... Free to walk in the limited hands of a being who commands you..

Or be a demon.. bound by the chains of freedom...

All idiots, all hypocrites...

So mean, so mean...

I hate them...

All of them.

@GHOST30 ;-;

The trees:

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.