Tuesday, January 18

O, the blood and the treasure
And then losing it all
The time that we wasted
And the place where we fall

Will we wake in the morning
And know what it was all for?
Up in our bedroom after the war.

fuck the new year

it doesn't matter how many times i try
it is never a fresh start

everything happens over and over
love, lies, drugs, sex, cigarettes,
bullies & mean girls

i hate all of it
i want to feel ok
i want to be normal