Conglomerate
I feel like I’m falling apart.If i knew it were happening I’d be able to stop it, but it always creeps up on me and I never know until its too late
Someone loves me and I’m not sure if the love is there for them anymore. You look at them, like a piece of furniture – its useful and confortable but its not how it was – it doesnt give you that feeling when you tried it for the first time. It;s comfortable and easygoing as it always is, but the shine has gone and then you realise its just the comfort that is still there.
I feel awful. I’m drunk every night, going to bed at 3-4am and waking around 8 or 9 – same old day in a place I don’t know, not having any money or means of getting away
Listening to unhappy songs is bad for me, as is cheap red Chilean wine.
I hate myself, but tomorrow I shall pretend not to, as always
No flowers
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