Im just so tired. My eyes sting, my head is pounding, stomach churning, mind a mess and my hearts addicted to hurting the person I love the most.
Mumma always told me
Pappa always warned me
Don’t hang around with boys like you.
Why not get real fucked up at Eminem then not be able to sleep so stay up for hours talking and listening to tunes with the tripod. It’s at now at 6:05 am. Peace.
Anonymous asked: are you planning to go see 'the beatles: the lost concert' film?
Nope. Not that keen. Are you?
I use to feel happy I use to feel normal
Until some demon came and made me feel awful
It’s hard to sleep at night when you’re too busy crying
It’s so hard to keep remembering to smile and that you’re trying
Secretly I think I’m slowly dying.
These drugs are making me hallucinate
I don’t understand how they give me so much hate
Black eye, sunburnt face and shoulders, bruises head to toe, throwing up every 20 minutes and not being able to walk the next day.
I think that was a quiet successful Big Day Out. If I do say so myself…
I think I’ve lost my mind a little bit…
Maybe I’m just in to deep.
Still not feeling too right from Eminem! Haven’t slept for nearly two nights. Have work in 4 hours! So keen!