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Its harder to let you go then I thought it would be, fuck.

I stay up for days wondering if your ok, i wonder if im ok, i wonder if things could have worked, then i realize, i don’t care, why should I?

A villain in every aspect of the word, a broken, distraught being, lost and confused yet still maintaining composure.

At this point it is pointless to fake anything anymore, its like the weight of the world has crushed me and now its coming for more.

the love of another or the love of the emotion? Twas it love or lust that killed romeo and Juliet?

Black dreams filled with black smoke, an indulgence of the senses a loss of sight and a loss of anything that’s real.

Venting to random people on the internet? yeah, that;s what i do, why? because if anyone really cared they would see i was a shameful person in need, i cry for help and no one comes, so sorry followers, gotta deal for a moment.

I woke up this morning and realized everyone is gone, i have no one left that i need, mommy? daddy? brother? sister? why have you gone? because i’m a piece of shit? cool, thanks

Best friend of mine, I love you, need i say more? I will, Madison if i could ever put into words or depth the way you make me feel i would, but, still can’t. 

why must i sulk in my sorrows? because sorrows are all we have left, we thrive on pain and hurt and just don’t know it yet.

At this point in my life i have realized that good things don’t end, things end because they weren’t good.

Fuck you