Clavicus Vile
I sold your soul for a daedric fleshlight
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Everything I do to try and cope only temporarily distracts and deflects, but the emptiness and despair always returns. There’s just no escape from it.
Everywhere I go, everywhere in life. There will always be constant reminders of everything I’ve ever desired. So many memories I’ll never get to create. And all I can do is sit and watch others have it all, unable to stop my own misery.
And yet I just live on, day after day after day. Probably heading towards a painful heart attack after decades of poor posture and a bad diet.
Everyday is the same at this point, I hardly ever remember the day of the week anymore. Or the day of the month.
Everywhere I go, everywhere in life. There will always be constant reminders of everything I’ve ever desired. So many memories I’ll never get to create. And all I can do is sit and watch others have it all, unable to stop my own misery.
And yet I just live on, day after day after day. Probably heading towards a painful heart attack after decades of poor posture and a bad diet.
Everyday is the same at this point, I hardly ever remember the day of the week anymore. Or the day of the month.





