It is better to die from vodka than from boredom.
I live my life in misery. I'd sacrifice this world for you, no breath left inside of me, shattered glass keeps falling.I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears and if you have to leave I wish that you would just leave cos your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone. These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real. There's just too much that time cannot erase.