Vertigo

Vertigo

The gentle burn of eyes gone dry

a plea to the mind. In reply,

a gesture to chasms within my core

Warning unheeded, they grow some more

Those dreaded hours when locked away

are all the words you'd never say

echoing within their tomb

and prophesying oft of doom

The sickening green of shifting light

an endless call to extend the night

Caught at the whims of youthful dreams

that belong to someone else

Predatory Software Variant

I remembered that I am able to draw things. Kinda need money rn so for like 2-5 bucks I can sketch you anything you'd like. This rose is probably the extent of my abilities.

Why are we here

We are born, and we exist. And the sun shines for us all, regardless of whether or not it knows us. And so we do as we please.

Ancestral Dust Variant

no, i said i hate collage, not college

Ah ok. Sounds rough