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[pure_morning_]

its all those smoking and sniffing drugs and the lack of food or the vomit there's now another bulimic and this time she's brunette and the abusive fathers and boyfriends the coke head parents it's the impressionable teenagers and the way they comb their hair. theres no one who'll drive me to the ocean or drown me in the waves. even continents away its the same. i miss the days when you could get high by smoking a spliff and be happy cause the sun was shining. someone tell me they remember how it used to be before all my old friends turned into ghosts.

i said i'd pay. yeah you guys hate me but think about it.
i just want everyone to get better again.

i cried today for almost three hours
and then vomited blood in some alley in Rome