[01.27.03]-[8:06 p.m.]
I am so fucking scared.
I want New York to disappear.
I want my cousins to fuck off for a while. They make me feel so guilty for taking psych drugs. I do it. They make me feel like a drug addict. I was a drug addict and this is fucking different. This makes me not a fucking nervous wreck.
I'm a wreck. I liked my last entry.
i'm still a loser, baby.
'I tell you everything, how I couldn't live without you now. Without you now. And how long will it take? Before I wake up unafraid? To take you in my arms and hold you like a lucky charm? I know it's too late, but wait for me to turn around. I'm coming home. So if you're leaving, walk slow.' ----'Lucky Charm' by Jets To Brazil
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