sometimes i wonder
am i lonely
or am i just alone

i ponder on this as I poison myself with more alcohol
and stumble across the busy streets filled with people looking for temporary pleasure.

cheap alcohol and ****** music
lonely old men that'd be slapping those shrinking ***** againsts an asian ***** later in the night
underaged kids addicted to the revolting taste of luxury with their parents money

i am a disgusting hypocrite for i live for nothing except cheap thrills and writing.