and if i hurt you
i am sorry
im not used to having friends
i usually have no one
im used to being alone
lonely
i see a bottle
i chug it
maybe you understand?
you stopped smoking pot
i havent
my nightmares are more vivid
the kind youd wake up from
only im so out of it i stay sleeping
lucky
i usually dont sleep.
im just drifting
but anyway
i miss you.
hit me up
