I'm so fucking sick of guilt, blame, lack of self-acknowledgement. That's not what this was suppossed to be about. We had good intentions, but our actions blindly led us. I don't have a lot of answers, But I have a lot of love. Fuck regret, I'm still a child of the night There is still time.
I give myself three days to feel better, Then I swear I'll drive it off a fucking cliff, Becuase if I can't even make myself feel better, How do I expect anyone else to give a shit?