Tired I'm so goddamn tired and all I want is to just be wanted by someone. At this point I don't even want myself. Tonight has seemed like an eternity because I keep thinking about which pills I would take if I was brave enough. And ten minutes ago I almost was, I shoved at least 20 down my throat but it turns out when you cry too much you start vomiting so that plan was a dud I guess. You make me want to die to just not exist. You're why on the worst nights I've spent an hour in the street hoping someone will come and run me over and then realizing that it's 3 in the morning. And she forgave you but I can't make her see everything you did. You told me that you'd fuck me and that you'd always wanted to fuck me. Am I so easy that all you have to do is get me drunk to get in my pants. Is that all I was to you? Some easy girl who was much too drunk to comprehend that you're just the same as a bomb or a knife or a bottle of pills or a car at 3 in the morning. I'm so goddamn tired of you.
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RomanceA little about someone who is absolutely everything and absolutely nothing to me.
