even as i cough up blood i crave nothing more than a cigarette and a good song im scared because nothing gets me worried anymore i always knew i wanted to die but to be faced with mortality and not flinch is weird, even for me
i feel gross, maybe its just me but people disgust me this culture we are stuck in everyone is disgusting please dont touch me *** with strangers first date hookups one night stands the idea of *** is ruined in todays eyes it grosses me out and i cant find a person with the same feeling use me for my body lie for your desires everyone is the same slave to lust
I come crawling back to familiar places stuck inside a box inside my own head ego safety need to be scared move beyond this emotions are all over the place I get used for *** and support I am 2 caring and obsessive
want to erase evrything from everything i have no aspirations weaning off dreams from highschool nothing matters for me hoping for something to come to me but i must go to it