even?

[hurtsmyteeth]

... and since wishing i was dead keeps you from comin around then i wish i'll live forever in your eyes, cuz the moment that we parted you had doubts of your own drugs, and now we're face to face with only ourselves. lonely, and tired, you say, but i've been here all along. haven't had time to make yourself better so i'm screaming for something from you. i hope you find it, wherever it is, the happiness you've been waiting for since i somehow took it from you, unless i never even gave it and for all you knew they were plastic feelings. this glass seems so blue in my room but the smoke is so white. who knows? maybe you'll find me again, but wishing for it will get me no where...

is this shit even now? i can't hold on much longer...