IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS ME SO MUCH IT HURTS ME SO SO MUCH--- Blood on my knees. Acid summers. Kissing while on different bikes. Out of touch. Stop drinking whiskey. Being on fire. My flesh is smokinnggg -- All lies. Airplanes. Wish you were there. If you can do this i can do this -- All but one. I am overheating. I am stoned. I am so stoned. I should never let you come over this late. You could have my ticket? I can tell when he drives me around in his car really fast and i laugh and laugh and laugh
Saturday morning, 8:30am, 2 hours of sleep, 1 cold shower, tons of broken bottles.
I don't know who was in my house last night.. but alot of people were everywhere, Even the cops were invited! You should never get that fucked up at you own house parties, My entire body is just -- spinning.
I am slowly finding myself taking the long route back to square one and and and and and that's all i can say because i would bite and swallow my own tongue before i admitted it.
I really love my friends.
I really don't love "People just change."
