Saturday

help

So its 2am.. there isnt much to do here but listen to old cure albums, the saddest I can find and drink all the booze in the house. I feel like making out on all this broken down cardboard.. somthing's got to happen.Theres a girl down the street who has a crush on me. She keeps knocking on the door, I am afraid to answer it.. girls are scary.

Happy and Always

  I wake up in the morning, only to be sad I awake again. I don't wish to be here, I live in constant, chronic agony. I have lost years ...