only get lonely when you read the charts.

i could care fucking less.
i'm steadily losing interest in your existence.
crime rate in my head has gone way up
what do i mean to anyone anymore?
running towards the light but fell and gloriously at that
i'm gonna have to fix this
don't you ever lie to me again.
i'd like to say this is your last warning
but when did what i say mean anything to you anyway
pulling the strings on a puppet show
i cannot believe you.
or you.


so she returned to her cigarettes, like she always did. pouring her feelings into a martini, and downing them back again. what she did was incomparable to her self esteem. rocks(tars) filled her head and put her to bed at night. she's gonna leave that town one day, she said. she just doesn't know when and how. train tickets cost her pocket lining and leaving her ghost cost her her soul. she woke up next to stranger, and she was even alone. toying with emotions wasn't hard, and it was similar to the sunshine she injected whenever she could scrape up the money. benzedrine dreams. i loved the way she thought she could take it all on. you aren't any better than i am. don't let the empty pillow beside me fool you. i am worlds ahead of you. get me back to wherever i felt better. you know me. i should have said i was an outcast. get me back to wherever i never met her. what's it matter to you, you reaped all my benefits anyway. that tv lit the room just right. she knew what she was doing that night. i just hope she can forgive herself one day.