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Svegliarsi a cazz0 duro e non avere la mia coniglietta che se ne occupa….
Che spreco…
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In days like this i realize why i wanted to be medicated in the first place. Intrusive and depressive thoughts are a bitch to fight on my own, choking on my own, feeling like the world and the people you love are better off without you. Fearing you will never be able to be loved as you once were, being part of nothing and rotting alone. More tranquil and calmer days are coming but right now the sadness took over my breath, it never truly leaves but it also doesn’t define who i am or will be.
thank you tumblr for resembling something akin to a safe place to publish this sort of stuff.
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I think I was subconsciously clenching my teeth too hard today without noticing, and now I have a nasty toothache
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In sottofondo nella mia testa le bestemmie per una contrattura che mi tormenta da giorni. Dicono l'età, io sono più per un complotto.
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Quindi ieri in classe ci stavamo preparando per uscire e I miei compagni davanti stavano litigando e io avevo detto “ perche litigate se siete amici? "E uno mi ha zittito urlando
Ah Che Bella famiglia :) /j
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The Volfen True-Queen is a resident of Sloth. She sleeps in the deepest reaches of the River Lethe, beyond the roots of Uvogis’ mighty Church of Lamentations. The True-Queen is the colossal daughter to Cerberus, possessing six heads arranged evenly about her body, representing the faces of the human condition.
She is the only still-living demon who knows the secret to eternal life through Mathematics. Many have attempted to barter with her for the formula, but those who seek her out in the deadly River are promptly drowned by her in its tar. The True-Queen is theorised to be responsible for Lethe’s mythical memory-wiping properties, for she vomits from her gullet a foul ooze that is believed to contaminate the waters.
Rumours abound that it was she who founded Sloth, planting the first seeds of the Forest of Suicides with the Temptation of infinite knowledge, thereafter digging the River’s first trench to Pandemonium. She is known within the Spheres for swallowing Uelojis, the Golden City built by covetous angels who forsook the Virtue of Charity. Legends claim that the city and its people still stand within her black gut.
Mortal occultists pursuing the illegal Books of Blood believe that the performance of Grand Evil Deeds will grant the Fervent audience with the True-Queen, and that with adequate sacrifice, she will bestow the formula of an infinite mind. Unfaithful beware, inadequate offerings will damn the soul to the Forest, where it will take root as a tree and upon each branch will be the condemnation of their loved ones and beyond.
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Chiodi, qualcuno vuole che ritorni
Ti aspetto con le braccia aperte
Ma questa attesa è la mia croce
Fuori passano i mesi e le stagioni
Hai fatto la tua scelta
Hai vinto la tua guerra
Hai preso quell'aereo
Ma come cambiano le cose
Tutto diverso in così poco
E in questi giorni fumo troppo e
Non riesco più a mettere a fuoco
Lo so che ognuno ha il suo percorso
Però hai lasciato questo vuoto
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Getting stuck on a train was not on my bingo card today, but boy did it make the adventure more interesting