Back to depression...
I don't know why. I don't know what's causing it. I just feel alone. I feel like nobody understands.
My obsession with different women and different faces and new women and new faces stems from something, and I don't fucking know what. And maybe it's why I'm depressed.
Cause I'm shit. I'm the one that's not worth keeping. I'm the flame that keeps them warm, and as I get bored, so do they.
I'm not worth fighting for.
I guess in the end, all I can do is hold on to the moment, pretend I'm in love and then prepare to let it all go.
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