I was supposed to die on numerous occasions over the past fifteen or so years. The fact that I'm still alive now has left me a tad directionless; I never made long term plans because a certain part of me didn't expect to be around. Now I'm here and I don't think I'm going to die anytime soon but it's left me somewhat purposeless as well.
Posting on hateandflame steady for a few months now after being inactive for like 2 years but soon that will not give me a dopamine rush anymore.
making stangers cry at night only does somuch for your already crushed soul