I’ve got some scars I’m trying to hide. I’ve got past lives That haven’t died.
Keep drinking, keep smiling, keep laughing. Drown the hurt. Lie about the heartache. Laugh so loud they can't hear your screams.
You were the perfect example of what not to be. Nature pulled me in your direction, but nurture gave me another way. I still look down when I walk. Dead set on not following any of your footsteps.
I promised myself I would never know hunger again, but that’s the problem with knowledge. Ignorance is truly bliss. Once you know someone or something it’s hard to forget them completely. The touch of an ex love/lover fades but is it ever truly gone. The sting of loss subsides but the wounds are still there. Hunger…