ihateyouandnowthatyousayyouwerelyingidontevenknowwhattothinkifthisisanotheroneofyourjokesithinkyouhaveafuckeupsenseofhumorourloveisajoketooiguesscuzitwasjustafewdaysagoandifyouwannasayshitlikethisiguessitstillisfuck.

i’m shaking. i want to leave this goddamn house and drive for hours until i run out of gas and get out of my car and get the closest music and alcohol i can find and just drink and be merry and forget completely, until the next morning, when i’ll wake up with a headachee, and then i’ll just repeat. i’ll just keep forgetting until i don’t feel like i need to forget anymore.

you’re just never gonna stop fucking up are you?? there’ll always be a new way for you to get fucked up. so why stop?? why stop and see what a real fucking life has when chemicals can give you all this shit you’ve got