Have you ever cried so hard that you can't breathe? Where it's to the point that you can't see, can't even taste your cigarette?
That's me.
Needless to say, I am counting the HOURS until I move into my new apartment.
I don't have much to write today.
My head hurts so bad I feel like it's going to explode.
Off to work, the day couldn't be going slower...
Ugh.
lmz.
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems
I've told you time and time again
You sing the words but don't know what it means
To be a joke and look
Another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time
Take a good hard look
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
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