I realized its been too long since I've written anything.
I've been at the hospital, trying to deal with problems after overdosing.
Finally I'm back, figuring out who to trust; who really cares.
I'm having a damn hard time figuring that shit out.
Its a battle with myself, its a battle with the words of ash, burning through their throats.
Knowing the person I am, it took me no time to get back into the swing of things....
Coming home smelling like a bar,
Spending more time asking whats going on than trying to figure it out,
Enjoying being more and more influenced than before;
Now I want to be fucked up off my ass all the time.
And I thought I was stronger than that.
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shit what did u od on. finding true friends at new trier is next to impossible, i've gone through a lot of groups and have given up on finding people that actually interest me and are who they seem now i just pretend to be really close with people. btw i might have seen u at school too
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ReplyDeleteyeah ive gone through tons of friends its ridiculous. i cant change anybody though, theyre just douchebags most of the time. haha and yeah i definitely saw you a couple times
so.. art history club
ReplyDeletehahahah yes. my apologies for my friends' behavior...i dont even remember why they came.
ReplyDeletedo you go to art history club almost weekly? ive been meaning to but shits been busy. haha
ur friends were fine, don't worry. i just started going last week. btw Steffes is one of the greatest people; sometimes i wish i could hang out with him haha
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