Ketamine.
Drugs. Sex. Lies.
He likes those. He likes those a lot. And it's hard for me not to care about that. I mean, I loved him once. He was my life at one point. Then we broke it. Both of us. The last thing we did together was destroy something so beautiful. But it's over and I'm glad it is. I know I'm over him because I don't want to be with him anymore. Sometimes I think I do, but what I really want is the feeling of being wanted around. I want someone to want to be with me. I want someone to love me despite all of my crazy imperfections.
He's shooting up ketamine. Shooting up. Intravenous drugs. With needles and serum and rubber bands.
That's absolutely terrifying. If he dies I'm going to have to go to the funeral and I know I'll cry. I might stab his girlfriend and Andrew. And yell at his parents. And his sister.
I bust open my lip a bit. I'm going to go walk. I'm furious.
He likes those. He likes those a lot. And it's hard for me not to care about that. I mean, I loved him once. He was my life at one point. Then we broke it. Both of us. The last thing we did together was destroy something so beautiful. But it's over and I'm glad it is. I know I'm over him because I don't want to be with him anymore. Sometimes I think I do, but what I really want is the feeling of being wanted around. I want someone to want to be with me. I want someone to love me despite all of my crazy imperfections.
He's shooting up ketamine. Shooting up. Intravenous drugs. With needles and serum and rubber bands.
That's absolutely terrifying. If he dies I'm going to have to go to the funeral and I know I'll cry. I might stab his girlfriend and Andrew. And yell at his parents. And his sister.
I bust open my lip a bit. I'm going to go walk. I'm furious.