CIGARETTES & VALENTINES

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!

I used to be so different.
I used to be happy.

Ho-ly shit.
I can’t deal with people anymore.
The ratio of intelligent individuals to downright morons is staggering.
I just. Words aren’t enough to descibe my frustration.
Fuck.

And now I see the consequences of my actions,
But it’s far too late to change,
The damage is done and the past is remembered,
The future will be torn and shattered.

My mistakes,
They’ve changed us,
My mistakes,
They’ve ruined us,
My mistakes,
My mistakes,
Only mine have ruined this.

I make myself more miserable than anyone does.

Am I out of my mind?
Do I over think things?
Do I expect too much from
people?
All of the above?

Why?
What the fuck is wrong with me?

Fuck.

I can’t stand you brain.
You drive me crazy.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

One day it’ll be me.

I miss you terribly.

There’s nothing better than fighting with your parents at 4:30AM.

Oh wait, yes there is..
Fucking anything.

Leave me alone.