19.11.09

sometimes i miss the bottom..

i want to be out of options..
i don't want to see the light at the end of the tunnel..

sometimes.. i want nothing more than despair..
desperation..
longing..

drowning it all with excuses and whatever substance is around..
the feeling that nothing will ever be good again..

every smile you see is a fake one..
every good deed is selfish..
nothing in the world is pure..

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