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.
Thursday, September 10
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