I’m so fucking sick of saying I’m sorry when I’m the one collapsed on the ground.
Only in the darkness can you see the stars.
You were the hardest lesson I ever had to learn.
What didn’t kill me made me feel like a piece of shit for months.
I’ve been told that alcohol is bad for me.
I’ve also been told that loving you is bad for me.
I’m still drinking
how the fuck do people just stay motivated their entire lives? what drives you? I got out of bed once and i’ve been exhausted ever since.