lifeisbetterlived

Yes, they make me happy but I’m more comfortable alone and this is why I am perpetually on my own

Tobacco, marijuana, and alcohol, don’t really mean a thing you know, they are just messengers through which people contact ghosts

As I close my eyes I wonder if you ever loved me at all and suddenly the world feels so dangerous while I feel so small

//I wonder if some people are just born without a soul maybe that’s why it hurts to touch them and they leave me feeling cold// //but maybe the heartless ones are the ones that I should help by caressing them in my arms until they feel the love I felt// //Then I’ll locate in them where their hearts should be, and open my own chest cavity where I keep the parts of me// //And at this point I’ll gift them partitioned portions of my own, so that maybe the heartless ones will learn what it means to have a soul// //And don’t worry about me for my heart will learn to mend itself and though it will probably hurt quite a bit I will not scream or yell//