I love it when you look at me
Like I’m garbage
Like I’m something you stepped in
Like I’m dirt
Like a stain on your carpet
I want to get up and leave. Go somewhere new where nobody knows me. Go anywhere, do anything, be anyone.
but somewhere in me knows that if I change where I am it won’t change who I am.
I dint think ill ever quit smoking i like it way too much and that fact is depressing