I’ve been obviously on the verge of a mental breakdown this week
Stuck between your dirty sheets and back-lit memories
I’ve been trying to find out where everyone’s been but they’re nowhere and I’m nothing. I’ve been trying to stay as busy as I can.
I don’t honestly feel okay anymore. I don’t have the ability to feel like I look good. I can’t sleep anymore. I just wanna smash my face off the walls. I don’t like me. I don’t like being alive. This isn’t fun.