i'm picking my nails at the dinner table thinking of ways to tear myself apart wondering if you'd even agree with me right now if you'd be proud of me or are you yelling at me from wherever you are
i'd like to think you're somewhere nice in a pool where the water is crystal clear sipping something strong and watching me ruin my life
sometimes i'd rather you turn the tv off and throw the remote
this show ***** anyway
how long can you really watch me dissociate? I've been here for hours.