i hate the way these words taste.
and how i feel like I'm only causing self destruction when its really whats best for me.
when I think about the words Ive said over and over again. how recycled they sounded. how I wished i couldve done it over again. but that just seems weak and lacking in reality.
when Ive exhausted being confused and hurt and regretful. when I know this will all repeat... very soon. because I really dont want it, but this is about what I need. time, space, sex, drugs, and alcohol.
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