triste
I am reclusive and impassive, staying away from people and feeling sick feeling like a child and someone called and asked when was the last time you cried please please please come up to my room and bring me chicken soup keep my company will you because im sad and tired i sleep in the tub and i dont feel anything i can’t sleep at night im thinking oh damn its almost 5 its almost 5.30 its almost 5.50 let me sleep my body is tired my mind even more i hug my knees theyre all i have i smoke endlessly LUNGS OF SMOKE AND BREATHING HAS NEVER BEEN CLEARER IN CENTURIES and perhaps in this empty place
where are my cigarettes when i need them
