Oblivion// m.c.

One pill, two pills, three pills, four, five pills, six pills, what's a couple pills more?
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I stare at the ceiling watching as I feel my walls crumble into nothingness. My head is spinning with all these thoughts that cause myself to slip into infinity. I'm not sure if I'm insane or if the drugs make me insane but whatever this insanity is, it feels like bliss. Letting me slip into a wonderland with no emotions but a lot of feelings. That doesn't make sense. Then again, when have my feelings every made sense. Caring about people that don't give two fucks about you, falling for a guy who isn't worth shit, but that's just me. They say I'm beautiful. I prefer beautifully ignorant. I'm Cameron, and I find my oblivion at the bottom of bottles. Until there was him.