Sad thoughts for the saddest people

there is a reason.

No one understands.
They all think they do.
But they are wrong.
You can't understand how I feel about my past. Or many times I have relapsed. I don't smoke to be cool. I smoke because the feeling of the smoke filling my lungs reminds me that what I'm doing is slowly killing me. I didn't do all those drugs just for fun. I did them to block the pain that came from my past. I don't flinch when people raise a hand at me as a "joke" because I think your gonna hit me. I flinch because the memory of bring hit fills my mind.
There Is a reason for everything I do. So fuck you.