My every waking moment is spent listening to the malevolence of countless literal daemons shrieking in my head--currently growing steadily louder as my powers apparently return--I have long since forgotten the very concept of positive human emotion, I am forced to live in unending torment despite being desperate for death just to end the torment that is my very existence, and looking at your face makes me equal parts nostalgic and furious in ways I can't even begin to describe.
But certainly, I'll make a note to smile a bit more.
cw: casual suicidal ideation
My every waking moment is spent listening to the malevolence of countless literal daemons shrieking in my head--currently growing steadily louder as my powers apparently return--I have long since forgotten the very concept of positive human emotion, I am forced to live in unending torment despite being desperate for death just to end the torment that is my very existence, and looking at your face makes me equal parts nostalgic and furious in ways I can't even begin to describe.
But certainly, I'll make a note to smile a bit more.