I smoked my last cigarette today on top of this city's skyline as i let the windy night flow through my long hair.
My hair is getting so long.
I keep losing my train of thought; trying to drown the thoughts of ending it all with a bitter beer.
I really hate beer.
I keep myself busy planning my escape from this Cities hold on me but we all know I am afraid to make the first move.
I am always so afraid.
Failing isn't an option and you told me you were never wrong... i almost believe you until the day you left me.
I knew you were wrong about at least one thing now.
I started smoking again today... I could have swore I was done with this disgusting habit but my life is one habitual mess.
I have horrible habits.
I planned my escape today while i sat work, slacking off like my boss often does, and i realized I can do.
I think things are going to be okay.
I threw out the bitter beer i had in the fridge today. I really can't stand the cheapness of it and how it reminds me of your bittersweet goodbye.
They both tasted the same to me.
I finally got that hair cut i told you i was getting.
The truth is hate long hair anyways.
Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 3:30 PM UTC
I smoked my last cigarette today on top of this city's skyline as i let the windy night flow through my long hair.
My hair is getting so long.
I keep losing my train of thought; trying to drown the thoughts of ending it all with a bitter beer.
I really hate beer.
I keep myself busy planning my escape from this Cities hold on me but we all know I am afraid to make the first move.
I am always so afraid.
Failing isn't an option and you told me you were never wrong... i almost believe you until the day you left me.
I knew you were wrong about at least one thing now.
I started smoking again today... I could have swore I was done with this disgusting habit but my life is one habitual mess.
I have horrible habits.
I planned my escape today while i sat work, slacking off like my boss often does, and i realized I can do.
I think things are going to be okay.
I threw out the bitter beer i had in the fridge today. I really can't stand the cheapness of it and how it reminds me of your bittersweet goodbye.
They both tasted the same to me.
I finally got that hair cut i told you i was getting.
The truth is hate long hair anyways.
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