You love a Xanax dropout you love him on drums Philadelphia must be so much more fun than working women downtown on essex or heart attack patients covering powder on our bodies dreaming of me and you if were together we could be somebody
Neglect is beautiful I got my eyebrows done I haven’t eaten in days and il go home with anyone I’m starving to death my phone is so gross I stare and scroll so the numbers go up il win in anything
I’m not a never was I’m the most poetic has been
When your best love comes who does tattoos or some loser from Texas who can’t write a song about anything new you can think of me in my ugly room so small and horrid with roaches. Can’t hold a job, no one can believe I can make a drink you can stop and think that if someone held my hand this whole plan could change.
Junkies are boring alkies are worse swallow just like me but why am I always okay? It’s so lonely to walk near Forsyth and their eyes cross, I am the only one that can get us home safe it’s not a back and fourth my liver rots, youl be healthy, but I’m the worst.
The most pathetic has been
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