Friday, December 27, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
If I am not drunk enough, I can never know freedom. I can only allow myself bittersweet perfection when the room spins.
I become the most horrifying of all of my nightmares, terrified of self. Not able to spend quality times with my own feelings. I can only cry.
My best friend is in town. The days will blend together in a drunken slur. In the blink of an eye, she'll be gone. Nothing will be worth it, just like usual.
I become the most horrifying of all of my nightmares, terrified of self. Not able to spend quality times with my own feelings. I can only cry.
My best friend is in town. The days will blend together in a drunken slur. In the blink of an eye, she'll be gone. Nothing will be worth it, just like usual.
Monday, December 2, 2013
Drowning
I'm going to walk 'til the concrete ends, shoot dope until the money's all spent.
Drowning.
Drowning.
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