I can already tell its gonna be on of those nights I get drowned in memories.. Guess its a good thing I wont be at school tomorrow.. I can tell its gonna be one of those nights that my depression hits like a train. That I either wont sleep or try to drug myself up enough with sleeping meds that I can actually sleep only to toss and turn, and wake up every thirty minutes. I hate these nights. I curse the ones that left. I curse the ones that never cared. I curse everything. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, crying.. Hoping I could wake up and call the ones that died.. Hoping I could their voices again. See their faces.. Hug them again.. I can feel it. I know it. Its a night were i play songs that remind me of the ones i lost.. The ones i miss.. fuck..i cant stop it either.
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My Thoughts And Other Randomness
RandomJust a messed up guys thoughts,and other random things. Just trying to get through another day,and writing helps with that. Soooo yeah that's about it
