...but how well I know that it won't last
I jumped out of a moving car on thirteen eighty two and ran barefoot to my house
I woke up with bruises on my arm from where Crystal grabbed me to keep me from getting out a hundred times...
and when I showed them to her she said "you can't be mad at me for that," and I said, "I'm not," and she said, "well, I am," and walked away.
this morning I forced myself to sleep every thirty minutes that my body tried to wake me up because I hate myself and I hate my life and worst of all...
there is no one to blame but me...100%
It seems like everyone's getting thier shit together...
I woke up with bruises on my arm from where Crystal grabbed me to keep me from getting out a hundred times...
and when I showed them to her she said "you can't be mad at me for that," and I said, "I'm not," and she said, "well, I am," and walked away.
this morning I forced myself to sleep every thirty minutes that my body tried to wake me up because I hate myself and I hate my life and worst of all...
there is no one to blame but me...100%
It seems like everyone's getting thier shit together...