Killers dont always shoot or stab
I like how the smallest of promises can rip you apart.
"We'll have a night, just you and me. We'll drink and light shit on fire and I'll take you home at 6 AM."
I call at 10 and there are 11 people at her house. 2 of them I dont care to surround myself with.
All on Tripple C.
She's tripping out. Begging me to come over. "I want to see you. You can drink and we'll swim. Oh wow, I cant drive. ALYSSA STOP CRYING. Its hard to talk to you. I'm trying really hard. Oh shit"
She doesnt understand. Not because she's ignorant. Because she's on fucking drugs.
She tells me to wait outside at 11:30 and Kevin will be there. I dont want to go.
Kevin never shows up. I wait outside until 12:30 before crawling back in my window and falling asleep.
I woke up and nothing was changed. I still have a bottle of booze, same ammount. I never left the house. I'm still wearing the back jeans I was asked to wear. I even have my shoes on.
This isnt a big deal, I was just stood up.
Why am I making it like that?
because this isnt the first time.
This always happens.
Drugs are more fun than friends.
They'd rather tripple C. Or weed. Or crack. Or lust.
Lust. Hah. Like that song "Choke on this"
It was fun while it lasted, but she'd rather OD on cough medicine.
Or someone else decides to drop our speaking terms, or even our friendshit just because it "feels right"
No, it doesnt feel right. They would just rather lust over some lame ass kid who provides her with weed.
Or someone else would rather get treated like shit be some crack head.
Or someone else would rather be all melodramatic over something she caused herself.
Chemicals over friendship.
Friendship is temporary. I know that now
I gave you these roses, though now I'm left in the thorns.
"We'll have a night, just you and me. We'll drink and light shit on fire and I'll take you home at 6 AM."
I call at 10 and there are 11 people at her house. 2 of them I dont care to surround myself with.
All on Tripple C.
She's tripping out. Begging me to come over. "I want to see you. You can drink and we'll swim. Oh wow, I cant drive. ALYSSA STOP CRYING. Its hard to talk to you. I'm trying really hard. Oh shit"
She doesnt understand. Not because she's ignorant. Because she's on fucking drugs.
She tells me to wait outside at 11:30 and Kevin will be there. I dont want to go.
Kevin never shows up. I wait outside until 12:30 before crawling back in my window and falling asleep.
I woke up and nothing was changed. I still have a bottle of booze, same ammount. I never left the house. I'm still wearing the back jeans I was asked to wear. I even have my shoes on.
This isnt a big deal, I was just stood up.
Why am I making it like that?
because this isnt the first time.
This always happens.
Drugs are more fun than friends.
They'd rather tripple C. Or weed. Or crack. Or lust.
Lust. Hah. Like that song "Choke on this"
It was fun while it lasted, but she'd rather OD on cough medicine.
Or someone else decides to drop our speaking terms, or even our friendshit just because it "feels right"
No, it doesnt feel right. They would just rather lust over some lame ass kid who provides her with weed.
Or someone else would rather get treated like shit be some crack head.
Or someone else would rather be all melodramatic over something she caused herself.
Chemicals over friendship.
Friendship is temporary. I know that now
I gave you these roses, though now I'm left in the thorns.