Binge and destroy

I don't know how to explain myself.

These past few days have been strange, but then again, February was always weird for me.

My life has too much change and in contrast, too much routine. I feel like I've spent the last four years only swallowing pills and lighting cigarettes, passing like a pinball between boys, only to be back to what everyone else would consider loneliness. To be honest though, I enjoy my own company.

But let it be known that I am not a bad person, I don't know how many times I've to say this, but it's true. I'm just a little confused, a little fucked up, and a little sick.

One day you'll see.