Just like the past, i slowly remember that humans need to eat... it has been 4 days and the thought or feeling never passed by...

empty hallways

2 am, rockets fly as they kiss them goodbye. Blood slowly rushing through tender veins, a simple wish turned to spiteful rage, "another cigaret down, another pack to go" body rejecting the abuse, complete withdrawal of the pain sinks in. just like using fire to smoke out an enemy, these weapons of torture are making the evil subside. only in this state of self abuse memories of who i am flood into the burnt remains of my mind "Everyone's pointing their fingers Always condemning me And nobody knows what I believe." even the people you let into your heart the closest doubt you now... light another, smoke another, forget the puke stained floor, forget the cold embrace that surrounds you, smoke it out, fight fire with fire repay evil with evil

my "dearest friend"

Fuck, you think i want to walk away from you? you force me into this corner and leave me with few options. so here is what i will do, for these next few days, im going to get stoned as fuck, drunk as fuck, cut up as fuck, and have sex as fuck with whoever because i dont give a fuck right now. i want to, i honestly want to care and do my best. but you have successfully shot down every one of my most earnest efforts. i know im not perfect, and i know we had troubles in the past, but when will you stop saying i judge you and that i dont listen, and stop judging me, and start listening.