Slow down

Yes i am that fucked up person with the bubblegum hair drinking vodka mudshakes at the evening bus stop

Yes i’m drinking to the slow death of my emotions, to the better days that lie ahead to the empty evening loneliness that i love

and makes me smile underneath

Yeah i’ll get through this and maybe one day, i’ll stop asking why happiness is so sad without needing the alcohol to say these words

 

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