I wonder whats wrong with me. Sometimes I just keep wanting to go deeper and deeper into the world of self destruction. Like as if I want to see myself fail completely and disappear.
And I have met that person.
I think there comes a time when you meet someone and you just want to make them smile for the rest of your life.
I bet you like to fuck, but you love to argue, Poke a hole into my chest and pull my heart through..
But still, I find the need to remind myself of the temporariness of a day, to reassure myself that I got through yesterday, I’ll get through today.