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je ne me sens même plus réelle, j’ai l’impression de n’exister qu’entre deux vibrations 

il est un fragment de la personnalité que je cache à tous, il est sorti des pages noircies de mes carnets, il est tout ce que j’ai pu imaginer dans mes fantasmes les plus sombres. 

et finalement, c’est bon de ne pas respirer des pensées de son esprit instable —

j’aimerais avoir les mots encore une fois mais tout se bouscule et rien n’a vraiment de sens 

j’ai fini par craquer, je suis revenu, blanchir ce mur de nouvelles pensées un peu plus sombre. 

it’s not only dreams, i know you exist somewhere 

i know you’re somewhere out there, somewhere far away, i want you back 

*come here by dominic fike* guitar notes echoing in my empty soul 

almost five am and my eyes are wide open
          damn i get so lonely at night
          i cant stop thinking about the dream i’m about to do and the fact i don’t wanna wake up at all 
          the sun is rising and the day beginning got me feeling like it’s the day i’m losing it 
          i’m this close to go into sick psycho madness but still put that fucking mask 
          how can you not tell i’m desperate? 
          the funny thing is they always think that everything is fine and i handle everything very bell 
          but hey i wish i was you
          it doesn’t make any sense but i’m still typing like there is anyone to read 
          the song playing on repeat, echoing in my fucking heart and i can’t stop falling 
          baby come here 
          i get so lonely at night

what a odd feeling being at the point of my life i’ve dreamed about and not being the one that i wanted to be