wait, look and think ( Read more... )

fighting fire with fire,
that means,
waking up to another glass of JD
to keep the hangover away.

i'll say,
"i feel much better!"

what a charade.

i don't know what to think.
i don't know what you think.
everything feels so up
and down,
down
down.

last night i didn't drink ( Read more... )

its those,
just those little things
that fucking get to you.

those little things
that start to snowball.

those little things
that i wonder about way too much.

those little things
that are going to escalate.

paranoia is my middle name,
and i despise it.

and i dont wanna start over again
i just want my life to be the same,
just like it used to be.
some days i hate everything.
i hate everything,
everyone and everything.

please dont tell me everything is wonderful now...

my eyes are sore ( Read more... )

the phone rings ( Read more... )

what happened to summer?
what happened to us?
what happened to them?

things just,
don't make sense anymore.

you are not solid rock.
i cannot rest my swollen head.
you are not a fucking foundation.
tired. of. being. broken.

you don't care.
and i am spiraling,
spiraling downwards.

smaller.

cunt.

tied to the tracks.
is that you..
laughing?

please stop the train.
please stop the pain.

why do i feel like im losing
one of my bestfriends?

i miss the days when
i went out to see my friends.