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[cheshipillar]

you know those nights when it's almost 2:30am and you're sitting alone in the dark in your basement wearing a ripped up flannel, strumming a guitar, listening to scratched Sublime CDs from middle school amidst week-old party decorations and used tea-cups and empty wine bottles and the breath of your sighs are full of cigarette smoke and alcohol and you're crying because you are needing to talk to someone more than anything in the world......
but you can't because you've fucked up so many times that you're better off alone?

yeah. tonight is one of those nights.



thanks anyways.
bloody fucking hell.