Dec 7, 2009
snowy
its that time of the year. i put on the same music and drown myself indoors, i deal with it the exact same as always- with less supervision. my taste is gone again, the nights are long and thin. i cant feel anything but cold and drunk. and thats how i want it. i wait untill you get home so we can sail away in a bottled ship and go nowhere, but back where we started and it hurts to breath and we fight like kids about stupid shitl. this post is stupid fucking material worst post ever "youll walk on water as soon as you drown"