This bottle is sharp but you suck at its mouth to taste its bite. maybe itll burn through the bottom of your stomach and all your problems will pour away like a loose bowel movement cause thats how they feel. Shitty. Sucking down some burning tobacco calms you but you get so much shit from your family and your lungs, why not just burn the whole pack away and just leave it at that. No more 'bumming', no more breathing through a filter before bedtime and breakfasttime and classes and all that shit. Cause wether you admit it or not this shits gonna be there tomorrow and maybe, just maybe its a good idea to just suck it up and figure this shit out?
_little ditty of negativity.

man I'm bright.

Fucking trust is a shitty thing, in the sense that it's hard to build and hard to keep and feels like a shafting with a broomhandle when its lost, and I've never lost it until now. At least I think so.
Burns man, burns when somebody loses trust in you. And I know its all my fault and even when I had a chance to fix it I didn't cause of my ego and all that shit. man I hate this.
I wish I could listen to some music, go to sleep and wake up with all this shit behind me but that would only happen if I somehow went back in time about six months.
Cause, y'know, it was a long process, my fucking myself in the ass.
I'll leave you with that little ditty of negativity.
_roshen

I twist in my seat, the shot of tequilla in my left hand, and I squint through the smoke drifting from the cigarette held between my lips. I peer off into the darkness and notice that the bar is fairly empty. I take the cigarette in the index and middle fingers of my right hand and down the shot while balancing in my seat. It's not like I'm standing on it now, its just that with the amount of liqour in me at the moment I might as well be.
Goddamn. I must go now.