I don’t want my brain to think of alcohol as its happy juice

Damn regrets

It’s not like I drank that much but that I did

First drink in years

If only I could hold it together for the both of us

These temptations

World peace

World contentment is more what I’m going for

I like when people who approached me announce they have an anxiety disorder

No kidding, excuse me while I continue to masterfully hide mine

Over all

Poor guy

But I don’t know why it has to be my problem I have so many problems

Inching ever closer to oblivion on this conveyor

Hoping mine will run beside someone’s

Bombarded with all the problems of the world

I wish I could be selfish

And just say fuck it he was invading my peace and talking about sensitive topics

But I can’t because I see the dynamics of another desperate soul just seeking something

I don’t carry a knife anymore

I doubt I would use one if I did

I’ll probably die in some ironic way like

Poor person who was only slightly poorer takes out revenge on society by killing another poor person

I’d like to be given the right to sleep myself away

But I’m often in places I shouldn’t be

I wish this was a world where no one felt the need to use me like a towel and then walk away leaving me to drown in the ocean they just tossed me into

There is so much noise around me

Actual explosions today

Should have used that word the day before yesterday

Explosive

I have so many questions and so few answers

I can’t rely on poison to keep me sane

At least not that poison

I’m already frying my liver with pills and monster energy drinks

Occupied

I wonder what the purpose of today was?

Well, it’s just another revolution

Sol I’ll stop hiding from you when you stop being so close but also don’t go but also go I want the stars back

Okay?

Love ya!

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