Sometimes....

when you come gome drunk alone all you can do is think about yhwhat you had and wjat hyou couldhave. I realize all the stuff i coul have and iut makes me t hink

for one i hate being alone or sure!!!!!

for 2 i hate being alone i reallyh do love is to be shared.
buit what is there to do i guess other thn take waht life gives yhou. and live gives me chaces

fucki it blue eues do me in everyhtime and the only wish i have is too look blue eues in th eyes untill i fall asleep remembering the great i confce i had and th3e fuckin demoished i do have...

fuck it whats the point other tahn remembver ing once was pne mine b ut now anymore.