What I've learned is you won't find it. You won't find what feels like is missing in your heart. Not at the bottom of that bottle, end of that cigarette, or in all the pretty girls you can find. Because you're broken, and there's nothing that can fill that void, not food, pills, friends, or sleep. Every day I am slowly coming to grips with the bitterness of reality. That you'll lose people, things, and relationships that mean the world to you, and it'll fuck you up so bad. But everyone's fucked up, and we just have to live with it
The Hard Truth (11/11/16)
















