leave something in my ask and you’ll get a prize
because I’m drinking on a tuesday because i’m listening to noize jams and I’m not tired for a while but i just need to talk to someone new because i like new minds and
I’ve been trying to take an okay picture of me dancing pantsless to brand new’s Daisy in the kitchen I’m house sitting at for like a half hour.THERE’S NO REVOLUTION // SO I BOUGHT A BRIDE /boughtabride/boughtabride/boughtabride/
so tumblr, how’s your thursday evening shaping up?
I’ve re-thunk the last tactic, let me bleed first, this is what I really want.
then we’ll see if he came home, then we’ll see if he texed back, and If I smoke some more than sure chat-roulette for all
message me if you still like me even after the mess I’ve made tonight,
I can’t remember anything, not that you care
wait, really
what can you really say about a nineteen year old girl
sitting at home
alone
on a tuesday night
with no one left to text (that will respond) and no one left to call
not that I’d want to, because I’d say something wrong and then I’d lose you too
and I won’t remember today tomorrow because I’ve already lost yesterday
and I’m like four pills deep and tomorrow I will forget to eat and
I just want to hear YOUR voice without you needing to be drunk
and I just want mom to come home now and not leave me alone because I’m not alright and I have nothing to do and if this is how next semester is going to go
I think I might actually need to die, or go somewhere, I can’t anymore
I need to feel something anything, your hand across my face. wait no that’s not right, like the dream I had… skin under blade
keep me alone, learn to live. you don’t need attention, you aren’t worth that, learn to be happy alone - but wait,
pick that shit off the floor, don’t finish what you started. one more pill to go, and then
tomorrow
