or ya know, so sayeth the bailiff
I don’t think I left anything of mine there
& I honestly don’t think I’ve anything of your’s.
I did take the toothbrush that says "his" on it,
and by default, I figured you’d keep the one that says "hers"
I’d ask what it’s like there, but we both know I don’t seriously care,
and I guess that sounds funny for me to say, but you kinda shouldn’t laugh.
Cuz it really dosen’t make a difference to me
wheather it’s, ya know, good or bad.
Especially since we both know there’s only two things
I’ve ever genuinely cared about enough,
and thats your smile, my dear...
and runnin off to go get fucked up.
I wanna thank you for trying to keep me safe from the world and trying to find a cure for this
& mostly, I wanna thank God for the opportunity to relapse.