Fuck money. Fuck spending all this money on drugs. Fuck bloody noses. Fuck being sick. Fuck sleeping all the time. Fuck being social. Fuck getting a job. Fuck enrolling in college. Fuck getting out of this chair.
I'm lonely. I need to see my psychiatrist. I want to go to the hospital. I hate how boring being sad is. Joy Division is murdering me as we speak.
I'm lonely. I need to see my psychiatrist. I want to go to the hospital. I hate how boring being sad is. Joy Division is murdering me as we speak.