Stupid, stupid girl.
You've always been the addict, huh?
Leave him be,
He doesn't even want you,
Doesn't need you.
You're so dependent on him.
You keep breaking your rules,
Not that you were ever very good at keeping them.
First you needed pictures, images -- to feel? --
Then words, delicate and *****.
Hell knows you've always needed pain
And more, ever since you found it could be harnessed.
Plus you've been struggling with fumes for years now.
He isn't a high.
He's a hangover.
When are you going to let go?
You need to let go.
Someone, make me let go of him, please.
I've always loved poison.
- - -
"You'd be the taste lingering on my lips.
It'd be my hands clinging to your hips.
I gotta get get get it out, gotta get me out.
Find the flaws, find the switch, just shut it down."
~ Addicted To Bad Decisions by Emery