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I can’t do this anymore
Life may or may not be about finding true love but it’s certainly not about begging for it from someone.
So I’ll keep doing what I do: late nights, fat blunts, pizza pies with my crew, driving home from whatever bar is half off after two while I’m blasting my tunes, and seeing my favourite local bands at whatever venues.
My own lessons been learned
Bridges been burned
I couldn’t turn to anyone
Down for the night
Buried alive
Why is it always something?
Like it’s literally always fucking something…………….I can’t go a week without there being something
Why do I keep letting people matter to me?
There’s a guy at work that reminds me of you. He’s probably gay and definitely deaf and you’re neither of those things but something about him brings you to my mind.
Car rides remind me of you. Where we were going what we had planned. It’s sucks because I drive everywhere.
Home reminds me of you. You used to be a part of it. It’s like I can’t escape all these stupid reminders of you.
Laughing reminds me of you.
Tv shows we used to watch.
Jokes we used to make.
It isn’t until I stare up at the sky in utter annoyance at how many things you’ve left your mark on that I can’t escape from and how many ways you refuse to leave me after doing just that, that I realise… I guess I miss you.
Love had left her screaming at the screen And it’s understood that the both of us are no good And I’ll always be that short little gloat Always clearing his throat like he ever had something to say