i just woke up, miserably, again. walked to the doctor, picked up scripts (valium, prozac, adderall, suboxone, some for income, some to keep me numb), walked all the way to the pharmacy, didnt have the scripts. they fell out of my pocket. back to the doctor, really fucked up now, mascara to the chin, and he set me away. busy. too busy. all too fucking busy.
im drowning over here. hello!!
fuck it.
give it up little muse,
why cant you see?
the rockstars have killed you.
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