sallekhana
Well-known member
yea, this might be the last cigarette i smoke.
i'm a figure skater doing figure 8's. stuck on the ice.
so much ******* work for nothing,
sure it looks pretty but where does it get me?
it's like saying you shouldn't talk to yourself...to yourself
and laughing when you want to cry.
i want so much in this life, so much.
i'm picturing someone else aren't i?
it's funny, occasionally i'll think i've got something good.
i'm wrong then and i'm wrong now.
but sometimes you just have to let yourself go.
i could do it. i really could.
it's enough knowing that i can.
i'm just taking up space,
empty empty space.
i picture my hero crying and his friends holding his hand trying to keep him alive, "people love you, you're briliant." he still killed himself.
it's pointless really, but what is it?
i guess i'll get drunk tonight,
maybe then i'll see.
i'm a figure skater doing figure 8's. stuck on the ice.
so much ******* work for nothing,
sure it looks pretty but where does it get me?
it's like saying you shouldn't talk to yourself...to yourself
and laughing when you want to cry.
i want so much in this life, so much.
i'm picturing someone else aren't i?
it's funny, occasionally i'll think i've got something good.
i'm wrong then and i'm wrong now.
but sometimes you just have to let yourself go.
i could do it. i really could.
it's enough knowing that i can.
i'm just taking up space,
empty empty space.
i picture my hero crying and his friends holding his hand trying to keep him alive, "people love you, you're briliant." he still killed himself.
it's pointless really, but what is it?
i guess i'll get drunk tonight,
maybe then i'll see.
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