this is what living like this does
this is what living like this does
this is what living like this does
this is what living like this does
this is what living like this does
this is what living like this does
we could live like jack and sally!
…and we’ll wish this never ends!
Counting, on me.
Always hoping I’ll be
alcohol inflicts self-committed wounds all across my personality. i can’t seem to stop fading. no cups of coffee..i said i don’t love myself over a cup of non-soberness. i just have to look away… and no, i’m drunk…just dizzy and asking all the wrong questions, still believing i exist. dangling between walls…for whom?