So I took it out on myself
I don’t know who I am. Or maybe I do know who I am and I just don’t want to be her anymore.
I am constantly torn between wanting to improve myself and wanting to destroy myself.
And the worst part is before it gets any better we’re heading for a cliff and in the free fall I will realise that I’m better off when I hit the bottom.
When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
Cigarettes look so harmless but then again so did you
Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you.