This is why I hate cleaning.
Rehab letters. Disaster.
I miss those times... aside from the whole being addicted to heroin and being in rehab thing. Damn, I missed out.
"Please don't leave me" etched in pencil so hard the creases are still visible today. Now you suck.
You are the last one who can recognize his friends and nothing ever changes. You're always exchanging peace of mind for everything you want... everything, you want it all. I can see it in your eyes, I can see right through you. There's nothing to you, you conjure lies and you'll surround yourself with everyone who says what you need to feel all right. Everyone who speaks the words that make you perpetually contrived. They say what you want to hear. Why can't you be strong?
I miss those times... aside from the whole being addicted to heroin and being in rehab thing. Damn, I missed out.
"Please don't leave me" etched in pencil so hard the creases are still visible today. Now you suck.
You are the last one who can recognize his friends and nothing ever changes. You're always exchanging peace of mind for everything you want... everything, you want it all. I can see it in your eyes, I can see right through you. There's nothing to you, you conjure lies and you'll surround yourself with everyone who says what you need to feel all right. Everyone who speaks the words that make you perpetually contrived. They say what you want to hear. Why can't you be strong?