life.

Living kills. Hell yeah.
I really wish I had a glass of Martini and a cigarette right now.

Sweet words make me feel bad.

Moi

I'm tired of seeing you in my window reflection.
I need a time, and a new life, if that's possible.

Next time I get lost and sad, I'm NOT gonna call. Promise.

just momentaneous thoughts

I feel like disappearing right now...
You surround my thoughts everyday, but to you I don't exist.
I wish I could sleep for a long time and wake up as someone else.
I don't know, I can't even write something good.
FUCK