rotten wall
>q<
some rotten playlist~
"why so creepy?"
~ why not? why do we all have to look the same, speak the same, and fade into the same cemetery? I’d rather be different. I’d rather be myself, comfortable in my own dull, rotting skin crawling with maggots, letting my colors seep through the cracks. Why blend into the crowd when we can be our own beautiful little stains?
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I'M ROTTING