I have this strange disorder, the one which uncontrollably makes me keep arranging things at home, in their perfect array of order and maintain them all extra clean. I specially love the smell of a disinfectant, gifting me with highs of times with its healing touch of reassurance. Every now and then, I get back home with a bottle of disinfectant, dust everything room by room, reassure all the things of their order and floor mop everywhere clean. The emanating perfume thus seems so refreshing, gifting me a feeling of getting my soul healed. Then I end up sleeping there somewhere in it's deepest fragrance all around, which runs in me with the assuring feeling of being alive. I then kill (that) myself, shortly after that. #yqbaba #yourquote #aestheticthoughts #peppeboy #yqenglish #ocd #assuring #alive