a strange look into my Thursday nights

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Here I am.  Emptying  water bottles like an alcoholic would drain a beer. Again

Why is it dark ? Oh yeah I forgot  to turn on the kitchen light.

I'm staring straight  forward looking out the window, even though all I can see is black.
The windows are only cold dark holes.  Just like the world. Empty of happiness  and full of cold people.

Why. Why would she do this? She knows. She doesn't  fucking care.
She doesn't like me. She hates me.
SHE DOESN'T  FUCKING CARE AT ALL.
She only builds your confidence so that she can  violently tear in down .
Fuck
I'm just a fuck up.

I want food. No you don't.

Is this my life now?
Why don't people care about the fact that I'm alive.

do I even care anymore?




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I'm okay.
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-ash

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