Mother Fcuking Cheese
I love Bubby Tea

maybe i’ll disappear.


Alone on Xmas night…


If my final words were gonna be on this dead wesbite, it’d be “Thanks for letting me live even if it was for a moment. I lost my war, my demons have won and I shall be forgotten. I wasted my life once I guess I am losing my second chance now but thanks and goodbye”


You win, you win old friend. You were right I am alone and I will remain alone forever. So let me rest alone.


I want to bleed, I want a broken limb, I want to drown, I want to suffocate, I want to it all end, I want it all to stop.


I’ve been expressing my urge to cease my existence, my life is tragic as it is. I really wanted some form of spark of life to keep me going but now… I’ve hit my wall. The first step will be to erase my presence and life of isolation and solitude, the next step is to savour the little things that kept me from not just ending it all and the final step, well I guess we all know where that is going. To whom ever reads, don’t mind me, I was never here to begin with.


I no longer have any reason to say goodbyes because I no longer desire the will to exist. If I truly wanted to exist but suffered maybe people could hear my last words but now… I don’t. Now no one shall have to hear my last words, I no longer fear.


To love and to be loved in return, I would of complied to everything to keep you. So once again I am alone, once again I feel the void, the emptiness inside my heart left by your presence. I was never born for this lifetime, so how could I ever be loved in this lifetime.


Where all my haters at… curse at my existence.