Let's get fucked up and die. For the last time with feelings we'll try not to smile. As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights that still shock and surprise.
I believe that I can overcome this and beat everything in the end. But I choose to abuse for the time being. Maybe I'll win. But for now I've decided to die.
Sister soldier you've been such a positive influence on my mental frame. If I could ever repay you I would but I'm hard up for cash and my memory lacks. Initiative. Goddamn the liquor store's closed we were so close to scoring. It hurts, it destroys 'til it kills. I am tired and hungry and totally useless...
In this department.
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