i'm falling again.
i can't keep on doing this time after time.
its not glamourous.
its hell.
however, its also comforting.
something you fall back into easily.
i'm missing the pills.
i'm scraping the bottom of bowls just to get high.
i drink every last drop of my alcohol.
and the scars on my ankles
are proof that i'm coming unglued.
i can't get things out of my mind
as easily as i used to.
only certain things keep me sane.
sleep is the only thing i find comforting
because its never been there for me before.
Ben doesn't deserve a girl in this state.
- Mood:
High - Listening to: Raveonettes.
C h r i s t m a s.
Zest
Bliss
Sweet
Hurt
