#staaaaaaaaaaaahp

PLEASE STOOOOOP!!!!!!

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???

DO YOU LIKE PAIN AND SUFFERING???

DO YOU????????

My room’s a mess and so am I But that doesn’t mean I’m giving up I’m choosing my battles, that’s all And when I get home I’m too tired To do anything but dump my shit on the floor And tomorrow I’ll step over it Instead of just picking it up And between the piles of clothes and books I laid there as my shoulders shook Staring at the ceiling​ and wondering If it was put there to hold me back

And maybe tonight I’ll leave the windows open Even though it’s far too cold for May Because the weather feels like February And it’s closer to my mood anyway Rumour has it I burned up then out But maybe it was the other way around Or maybe I drowned myself in my doubt Or lost myself too far out to be found