I could keep it together with one half of my family missing. I can’t even breathe with both parts ripped away without my consent. I’d even go back to fucked up slave lifestyle we were living just for us all to be back together. I can’t fucking breathe, it’s too much to be completely alone after 7 years. I’ve been staring out this window and sitting on my porch every night for the last week because I know you have to sneak around my house to go to where you score. This night isn’t gonna end unblemished.
I’m fairly certain my body runs on sleep deprivation, drugs, and terrible life choices
100% certain
(Source: misdemeanorpulse710, via waterfallsandmeth)