All dried up & tied up forever

[isitandwonder]

I really can NOT handle this shit, anymore.
I can't even talk to him-
He says its the lack of nicotine,
Fuck.
All I can think about is how things were when I first met him, 
that's what keeps me hanging on.
I wish I could steal him back into that time.

If I don't do something soon, or something doesn't change,
I"m going to be drinking myself to death every night,
 with mangled arms,
wondering what the hell happened.

Self-medicating-
Just hand me a bottle & something sharp;
so I can drink myself comatose while the blood seeps down my flesh.

grrAWWRR