Life's Hard & Then You Die

I felt like I was barely breathing. My whole life I felt as if I was barely breathing. You just have to remember that all of this is temporary.

Why do I think drugs are the most dangerous thing in the world? Because sleep is what I do to rest my mind. To give the knives piercing my insecurities a break from being at-the -ready all day. Because alcohol lets me forget. Lets me forget about the raw scars left on me from being bullied. Because weed lets me transcend. Allows me to become in control of my life. It lets me become the artist of my own life for a small period in this cruel world. Drugs have helped me live. They helped me survive in this world in which is hopeless yet I accept it. Drugs make it easier to forget that the world has nothing kind to offer.

I don’t ask for much in life. But I really just want a best friend. You know? Someone who just loves you. Someone who you can just sit and talk with for hours without having any pressure to “entertain” them. Someone to just know me 100% Because the most someone’s ever known me is 50%