healing takes time, don’t stress yourself out trying to force yourself to be ok
(via exhighting)
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Whenever I’m with you I want to tell you how I really feel, but then the blunts spark the beat drops so I just let the music heal..
All this time and still can’t even face the truth, bottom shelf liquor put me in a groove.. but you.
You are my lose screw to this nut shell.. whatever that is 4am thoughts driven by lust and fear, fuck it I’ll follow your to hell, Damn I still feel you
Can I heal you? Grow with you? Tell the baby “no,no” wit you? That’s the shit I think about when you ask about them other bitches.
What does it mean when love hurts? When you get a stain on that fresh ass shirt. When the apologies hold less weight cause I’ma flirt? Or maybe when those emotions explode and I can’t find your footprints in the dirt..
A breath of fresh air won’t compare to how the drugs understood me. Keeps me high inside until I die a little bit hallucinating another man keeping you warm. Under the influence is where you’ll find me but I mean no harm. Forever my lucky charm
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