i'm returning to old ways
haven't slept properley for months
haven't really slept at all really
all i want to do is shoot some heroin with kiedis and forget about everything
NOT ALONNNNNNNNNE
i can't do anything anymore because all i ever do is drink and listen to don't forget me 100 times and try not to resort to slitting my throat
i'm fascinated by foresight and longsight? is that what you call it?
relapsing is horrible
i don't think i've ever wanted drugs more than now
maybe maybe maybe
is dreaming about brutally murdering your father normal? i wonder
i suppose it would be nice though
now we know it all for sure................
make the hair stand up on your arm teach you how to dance inside the funny farm NOT ALONE I'LL BE THERE TELL ME WHEN YOU WANNA GO
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