Heroin, Heroine, Harrowing.

Sep 19, 2005 13:38

Life was good.

Loss has made me irresponsible and self-destructive.

But everyone has their problems, and mine in comparison don't seem so important. I must cry to keep from vomitting, and vomit to keep from crying.

I haven't spent one sober night alone at my house since my parents left. Taking the edge off.

Secrets are what keep me alive and happy within myself. My dreams are better and easier to live with than my life, so I choose my dreamland. I won't get off of my cloud.
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