I made my bed for no reason again why do I still talk to you? you're just fucking with my head and I'm too lonely to not reply
so I'll get some beer and hang out with my friends and shotgun away my feelings towards you
I won't sleep tonight, the room is spinning again I can't take my foot off the floor without throwing up again and I never returned any of your messages but I'll fall in the same routine tomorrow when I am sober