This was the last time i saw you: Hard smile, Tired eyes. This was the last time i found myself on a cement curb collecting myself outside. I just wanted you, not you and all your problems and drugs and drama. I don't think i ever had the time to tell them what i wanted, and i don't think i feel like that today. I don't think i have felt like that for a while. I don't think i will feel like this again. Im having a hard time putting words together, Im having a hard time staying sober! I was thinking August, But now im thinking April. Im happy and sad in one little bundle! Im loseing my mind part 500! April will probably still be august. Still just killllin it with this positive mindstate, just a little loopy and tired and what not. Oh and working on understanding how to understand. So its great, but it's real... Im just trying to explain myself, but im just awful at it.
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IT'S SO NICE TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNING, ALL ALONE, AND NOT HAVE TO TELL SOMEBODY YOU LOVE THEM, WHEN YOU DON'T LOVE THEM, ANYMORE.
