For “@RandomAccessMemoriez” Thinking of letting go Yet too afraid to risk anything Trying your best to stay away Away from destruction and agony You hear your voice echoing Through this hill of confusion Still, you’re running and running But you come…

I hope death is like being carried to your bedroom when you were a child and fell asleep on the couch during a family party. I hope you can hear the laughter from the next room.

حال ندارم رنت برم بگم چقد آدما کسشرن و کاش چاک دهنشونو ببندن و هیچ پفیوز دیگه‌ای جز خودشون(تو مسیر درست) رو آیدلایز نکنن