When everything seems like shit, it probably is.
All you want to do is kill yourself.
You cut deeper and deeper.
You drink, fuck, and smoke weed.
We have something in common.
Everything was going smoothly, me and him were friends with benefits. And I guess in love as well. But things change we lose people, shit happens. And it fucks up everything I had. And everything I could've had. It's like, something went extremely wrong.....i wanna pretend it never happened.