checking myself into a mental hospital. ha. bye.
my heart is locked up forever.
tossed the key as my final endeavor.
i will not give it away.
you will not steal it.
you can always try.
but i will not feel it.
i will not fucking feel it
do the drugs with me and then do me on the drugs
my haunted apartment can go ahead and stop being haunted now. thanks.
i can’t wait to go camping and take like 10 hits of acid and spend the subsequent ten hours wondering why the fucking trees are asking me how old my cats toes are
my cover of Hurt (by Nine Inch Nails) has over 500 plays. that’s insane. i’m so thankful for anyone who has taken the time to listen and/or share this song. hehe. \m/
i just want cuddles and kisses come over and love me
it’s rather depressing. it’s almost worse than being hopelessly stuck in unrequited love. not that reciprocation is always deserved. it’s just sad.
i still think about you at the strangest times. while i may no longer love you, i still wish i could.