it's been thirty seven days since we last spoke and the only reason i know is because that's how many packs of cigarettes I've forced into my lungs
i drank an entire liquor store out just to feel your bitter kisses burn my lips and dehydrate my heart the way you would rip me apart and leave me to wither away in the dark night
i've gotten an inhaler just so i could pump your heartbeat into my chest to feel alive because this feeling is so **** ******* suffocating and im dying im dying imdyingimdying