the limbed and headed machine of pain and undignified suffering is firing up again.

When I was 9, I learnt never to be ruled by disappointment. To let it flow over me and dissipate into the background, where it was no longer relevant. To sit on my bed, twist the sheets back and forth, pulling them this way and that only to tuck the wrinkles under the doona when my mother came to peek.

yellow? hello!!

Welcome to my personal page. If you've found this, congrats! you will now be beamed with my daily thoughts as I blog. do not question me, as I am omnipotent.

I want to fall like Icarus,

be naive like Icarus,

be free only to fall tragically,

a warning tale for children,

name uttered gravely from the mouths of parents,

their children pulled away from misdeeds.

psa, I didn't make this website by myself, this is a template by teppyslayouts which I've edited to my liking. my dumbass cannot code, my specialties lie in studying little creatures under the microscope. all quotes are mine, cooked my by brain, unless said so, such as the first header (the limbed and headed machine...) which is from Disco Elysium. Play the game. Play it.

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