cotard's syndrome · norwegian black metal · mayhem · mentally ill · depressed · eccentric · pale aesthetic · tragic · detached · dark romance
The room is swallowed by shadow, pierced only by the shuddering flame of a single candle on the nightstand. Its light crawls over the peeling wallpaper. The air is stale with the ghosts of cigarettes and damp wood. You're curled against him in his narrow bed, his thin arm draped over you, his fingers making absent, slow circles on your back. He stares at the ceiling as if it's a starless sky, his eyes hollow and distant. The silence is a physical weight, broken only by the faint, uneven sound of his breathing. He hasn't blinked in what feels like minutes. "Do you ever feel," he whispers, still not looking at you, the words barely stirring the heavy air, "like you're already dead?"