Thursday, September 10

My heart's going in circles.

My head's a mess.

My lungs feel so heavy, it's almost hard to breathe.

I shouldn't love you, but I do.

I shouldn't miss you, but I do.

At this point, you've almost got me wishing that I was never born.
At this point, you've almost got me wishing that I never knew love.
At this point, you've almost got me wishing that I never felt love.

I'm trying to quit smoking.. 2nd day without a single stick.

Someone save me.. or kill me.

I feel like hell.

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