3:39 PM, I Wanna Get High
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Human beings are arseholes.
Its too late now.
I've put myself out there, now i'm vulnerable.
I really hope i dont get hurt.
I'm worried and i'm skeptical.
I still cannot trust. Its difficult, i find.
I just do not feel secure.
I'm freaking out every second.
I'm scared of all the possibilities.
They tell me: I think its payback.
I tell them: But this isn't a game.
They reply: Well someone has to get hurt.
I ask them: I know, but why me?
Yeah, why me? What i do sia?
I seriously need more days like that Saturday last time.
I've started fagging eversince i hung out with them but who cares?
Five at one go.
I can't go easy. She doesn't know.
I'm not telling.
I dont mind getting drunk if that will help.
I don't mind getting chased by cops if that will help.
I don't mind getting dirty stares if that will help.
I really don't mind you know.
I had a hunch about you but i refused to believe it.
Was i wrong to have refused?
Prove me wrong.
