PsychoDsk
I'm like really really desperate for sex, I need i
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we're all so fucking cursed, you are cursed, I am cursed, your mother is cursed. There is no right way to live nor is there a wrong way to live. U can have everything you want yet you're still not at peace with what you truly present, your soul.
everyone's soul is trapped, we're mere figments of our past self. When we were children, life felt real and worthwile. The trees looked pretty, butterflies were the most beautiful thing you could spot. None of that matters when you grow older. Your childhood aspirations fade away.
I used to truly believe I was meant for greatness when I was little, grown-ups would always tell me 'childhood dreams never come true and you'll just be a normal person'. I was determined to prove them wrong, my willpower, my egoism, my soul could simply not let that slide. I fully believed I would grow up to become something special, someone worthy, someone that deserves everything he wants.
As I've grown older I've come to realise that it's just simply not the case. We're all the same, our willpower, our determination and our souls have been burning out for years and years. We lack the grit, innocence and ignorance from when we were kids. nothing could stop us, a scratch felt like hell and a hug felt like heaven. As we grow older, these roles reverse. scratches feel like peace, and a hug feels like entrapment.
No one is truly free, no one is different or more special than someone else. We've been conditioned to be some kind of person and there is absolutely nothing we can do about it. Everything is already decided for us, we can't change our souls, we can't fix what's not worth fixing.
I mean, sometimes we're at peace right? Sometimes we are okay with all of it? Where is the grit? Where are our souls? Where did all our dreams float off to?
The past week I've felt really really terrible, the worst I've ever felt. But it's okay because I know I will accept my current situation in some time. after all that's what we're destined to do right? just accept and move on?
I just wish I could get my soul back, my pure innocent soul. Not the one that was built over years of abandonment and violence.
goodluck in life people
remember, just accept and move tf on. Nothing will ever go the way you want it too because you can never figure out what exactly it is you want.
I miss old psychodsk
I miss having caretakers who accepted me as their own
I miss playing in the snow
I miss team-sports
I miss big friendgroups
I miss the thrill of my first deviances
I miss the sense of freedom from when I smoked my first cig ever
I miss the extreme hapiness from ecstacy
I miss the feeling of making people laugh in kindergarten
I miss the feeling of teachers being accepting
I miss the feeling of laying in my mothers arms
I miss crying over a little shab
I miss my soul
everyone's soul is trapped, we're mere figments of our past self. When we were children, life felt real and worthwile. The trees looked pretty, butterflies were the most beautiful thing you could spot. None of that matters when you grow older. Your childhood aspirations fade away.
I used to truly believe I was meant for greatness when I was little, grown-ups would always tell me 'childhood dreams never come true and you'll just be a normal person'. I was determined to prove them wrong, my willpower, my egoism, my soul could simply not let that slide. I fully believed I would grow up to become something special, someone worthy, someone that deserves everything he wants.
As I've grown older I've come to realise that it's just simply not the case. We're all the same, our willpower, our determination and our souls have been burning out for years and years. We lack the grit, innocence and ignorance from when we were kids. nothing could stop us, a scratch felt like hell and a hug felt like heaven. As we grow older, these roles reverse. scratches feel like peace, and a hug feels like entrapment.
No one is truly free, no one is different or more special than someone else. We've been conditioned to be some kind of person and there is absolutely nothing we can do about it. Everything is already decided for us, we can't change our souls, we can't fix what's not worth fixing.
I mean, sometimes we're at peace right? Sometimes we are okay with all of it? Where is the grit? Where are our souls? Where did all our dreams float off to?
The past week I've felt really really terrible, the worst I've ever felt. But it's okay because I know I will accept my current situation in some time. after all that's what we're destined to do right? just accept and move on?
I just wish I could get my soul back, my pure innocent soul. Not the one that was built over years of abandonment and violence.
goodluck in life people
remember, just accept and move tf on. Nothing will ever go the way you want it too because you can never figure out what exactly it is you want.
I miss old psychodsk
I miss having caretakers who accepted me as their own
I miss playing in the snow
I miss team-sports
I miss big friendgroups
I miss the thrill of my first deviances
I miss the sense of freedom from when I smoked my first cig ever
I miss the extreme hapiness from ecstacy
I miss the feeling of making people laugh in kindergarten
I miss the feeling of teachers being accepting
I miss the feeling of laying in my mothers arms
I miss crying over a little shab
I miss my soul