Money is the root of all evil.

In a world where neon lights flicker over empty pockets, money becomes both the muse and the monster - fueling dreams and nightmares in equal measure. Like the $uicideboy$, who lace their lyrics with raw confessions and shadowy truths, the pursuit of wealth is painted in grayscale: beautiful in its allure, destructive in its aftermath.
We chase gold with bloodied hands, stacking bills to build fragile thrones, only to find that every dollar is a double-edged blade - cutting deeper into our souls with every transaction. The aesthetic of wealth is seductive: velvet darkness, silver chains, and the cold gleam of ambition. But beneath the surface, the emptiness echoes, and the price of fortune is often paid in peace of mind.

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young pharaoh

1 Aug @ 10:54am

𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰
𝔱𝔥𝔶 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔡𝔬𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢

OGkLvshh

19 Jul @ 3:37pm

Being a G*59 fan is like being in a secret club where everyone’s mentally unwell but stylish as hell. We don’t greet each other — we just nod solemnly and assume we’ve all been through some ♥♥♥♥.

G*59 shows aren’t concerts — they’re emotional exorcisms with better lighting. You scream, you sweat, you maybe cry. Then you go home and ghost everyone for two weeks.

But hey — at least you’re not fake happy.
You're real sad, and that’s punk as hell.

GRAY*59 TILL YOU DIE!

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