#pleasefindme

I miss you

I still love you

The pain is surfacing through the drugs I try to numb it with

It's deep in my heart and and watching my family die has me falling apart

Sooner than later I'm going to lose even more, I haven't been acting myself since you left

I'm always so angry with everyone around me, and the instant regret of my words kills me

I need help but my pride won't let me ask for it, Jumping straight to the drugs

Silly question, the answer is yes.

The things I did killed me

The things I didn't as well

I fucking love art.

I see it in almost everything and that makes it mean so much more to me. Also there is infinite types of art.

My favorite being people, everyone is unique with their own personality flaws and cute habits. Its a completely blissful feeling when you get to see the true behind someone and how beautiful it looks as you watch there habits and lifestyle.