purple butterflies ━━ l.mh + h.js

six

there's plenty of women, there's drink and there's drugs

but we both know, it won't be enough

it's like all the distractions in the world can't even begin to amount to you. maybe you weren't perfect, because us sure as hell wasn't. but you were everything to me.

nothing helps. i can't sleep, not like i ever could. and vodka just tastes like you did that night. my skin doesn't fit anymore, i'm crawling helplessly inside it and it won't let me out. nothing will.

every time i try to escape i come back home with a pit at the bottom of my stomach. and it's not the alcohol.

because i can vomit until my throat hurts and it's still there.