Nov 2018
this is one of those moments
where i want to drink until i pass out
but before i do
i throw the bottles against the wall
and slit my wrists with the shards left behind
this is just how i am
when there's sadness mixed with anger
lingering inside of me
wanting to get the **** out
where i want to drink until i pass out
but before i do
i throw the bottles against the wall
and slit my wrists with the shards left behind
this is just how i am
when there's sadness mixed with anger
lingering inside of me
wanting to get the **** out
(17/F/Somewhere Beautiful)
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