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An original piece i wrote As you rise up from the void, You see a land destroyed, Rich with strife little else, Each man fending for him self, When you're young you never see, How much of life is tragedy, All you know is what you see, Shown upon a TV screen, Surely Disney keeps you busy, Soda… read more
As an introvert with low energy–I find it hard to balance the want of being around people, and the need of staying home and recharging. I know for a fact I can't go out right now and take that walk I desperately want and probably need, but it's more fulfilling to stay at home and couch rot. But… (edited) read more
Even the most mundane dialogues encountered in daily life or in the digital world have become a mirror of profound social decay. A civilized conversation between two people can be interpreted as reflecting a deep social rot.
Still love winter sale even though I know I’ll play the games once after purchasing them and let them rot in my library 🥹😂 What did you get during this year’s winter sale?


If I ask you .... What are you looking for ? And you tell me :- 1) nothing , I'm just seeing how things goes . 2) I'm just bored honestly . Just know that I'll either unmatch you or let you rot ignored in my DM. Ain't nobody got time for that.

Sorry i little bit very weird this morning bcs this weather still cold🙃 Before start makeup😌
[Verse 1] Skin made of chrome And fevered wire I woke in a vise Inside a funeral choir My teeth click code My spine runs black A second heart Keeps calling me back [Pre-Chorus] Hear the stitches sing Under dead moon glow Every pulse I own Starts to rot and show [Chorus] I am the husk… (edited) read more
When your niece/nephew have a lovelife while you rot in the corner.

For me, it’s Babe Haven’s Die (and rot) 🤘🏻




There was once a time— A time where I heard a voice, a chime The chime of remembrance The reminder of a dependance, A dependance that stung The feeling that rung That slide That dive— That dive down and the relief But relief left grief 𓄧 A time where pain was beauty Where beauty was gained… read more

I was led to the river in midsummer heat, Waving goodbye to the ghosts at my feet. Black wings cut symbols across the blue air, Hope learned to rot while I stood there and stared. Through September’s red skies where the horizon burned, I asked for a sign and received what I earned. You left me a… read more
Resist not those necessary changes. If nature teaches us anything its that nothing can ever remain the same. That which tries will always stagnate and fall to decay. Everyone and everything must grow and adapt before the sands of time grind it down. While some may say we are unnatural beings this… (edited) read more
This is a poem about choosing freedom over submission, even when freedom comes with pain. Through the voice of Lilith, it explores rebellion, self-respect, and the courage to remain true to oneself rather than slowly losing one's identity through obedience and fear.
Try waiting 3 hours for a coffee. Spoiler Alert: TOTALLY WORTH IT 👌 (edited)
We lived in harmony with the land the life upon it and the sky above it we had nomadic tribes its true but also highly advanced cities yet we had no prisons we treated all life as precious and only killed as a very last resort we settled most disputes with contests of strength or cunning we used… (edited) read more
Sakura's hand hesitated over the water basin, the warm, damp cloth suddenly feeling as heavy as lead. The old title of affection for her sister had slipped out against her will, carrying with it a tangled knot of childhood longing and deep, rusted resentment. Despite all the years of silence, the… (edited) read more

“Bruises of the Soul, Voices of the Heart” I walked a road paved thin with lies, each step a whisper of a truth undone. The shadows spoke in broken lullabies, warning me softly, run… just run… But I stayed— caught in the gravity of a promise that tasted like hope and rot at once. I learned too… read more

Gonna be playing til i drop dead! Gamer as a child in the 90s and a gamer, of it exists, when im 90yrs old. I Need friends to Rot together with. This world is pretty ass, so why not enjoy ourselves!?

Culture, Society is your operating system. Keep your mind open to vulnerability, learn to grow from influences and keep your mind centered from objectification.. Society is so interested now adays in the USA. Its rare to find geniune people that have emotional intelligence, genuine people that… read more

“I watched my soul rot in silence while the world called it strength… now I look in the mirror and see no longer a human.”

It’s upon me! But I don’t know what I want to write. Continue my fanfiction? Start a fresh one? A character backstory? A horror! A tragedy! A romance! Dry philosophical ponderings?! just wanna write everything. I need new rot for my brain, it’s gotten too wrinkled and upset lately. Actually, what… read more

Title: Maybe I forgot? Like it or not, these are the wounds that I got, All I ever asked was love, baby that's not a lot. My eyes were full of love, now they're bloodshot, And if you ask me what happened, I'll just tell you,I forgot. I’ll say I forgot. I thought we were in love, Maybe we were… read more
That’s all I’m asking for… moderation. But this world doesn’t seem built for moderation. Everything becomes excess eventually: rain, love, grief, hunger, noise. Even life-giving things can drown what they were meant to save.
Stuck in the past I wrestle the present For a future never planned for Lost without map Feeling like a run on sentence Control is illusion Wash away from shore Beckon brighter days And calmer storms A well lit path Pain that is nevermore But tonight I feel like rotting fruit From an… read more
A Strange song plays for a Crippled dancer, Nonsense. A Sad song Murder Sings to acknowledge the living, A sudden recompense. Burning the old lands and Praying flowers to bloom, When your feet start to hurt, please return home, To rest within the quiet of a familiar tomb. Intensity of Ocean… read more
There is a specific kind of nausea that comes from standing on the precipice of your own needs, waiting for someone to notice you’re not dead yet. It feels like you are constantly holding out a tin cup, rattling it against the iron bars of someone else’s indifference, hoping for a drop of something… read more
Everything you gain in life will rot and fall apart, and all that will be left of you is what was in your heart
Immortality is not the problem, it's actually what humans strived for generations up on generations. The main issue with immortality is living with yourself,your state of mind and the grueling fact that everything and everyone you ever love and cared about is gone. And that same fact that you alone… read more
You’re circling something very real. When you’ve seen enough patterns, you start to notice that most tradition isn’t about wisdom—it’s about control, identity, belonging, hierarchy. The principle might have been true once, but the group wrapped it in rules that benefit the group’s… (edited) read more
Is anyone having a productive Saturday? I’m caught between starting a day of doing things that need to be done. Or ordering McDonald’s breakfast and turning the PS5 on, which will spiral from there.
Black March (in like a lamb, out like a lion) Listen all ye lambs; I speak as the ram that burns. Do you know why the shepherd feeds you grass? Sweet promises he makes; of the pastures beyond? Fleeced bare, you welcome the cold; his love. Ask yourselves, why we bear no horns; only stubs. Your… read more

Something born with healthy design can still be corrupted when surrounded by incentives that reward vanity, indulgence, and self-betrayal. What begins valuable does not remain valuable by itself. Anything worth having—person, relationship, company, culture—must be maintained. If not, it gets… (edited) read more
