Old favourite songs dig up the memories I dont want to remember...damn it ! Its 2 am and am wide awake with demons tweaking inside my head..and if your awake at this time you are either in love or lonely and I dont know which one is worse.Or, in my case you could be fucking retarded to fall in love with someone who doesn't deserve even a bit aof you and then shread your ever young and lovely heart into pieces and after that,it's then a continuous process of stitching them back together until you run out of needles ...maybe hashish infused palms would help me better to spill out the horrible troubles of my heart that my demons thrive on...but anyways,there's no point..of you drowning your demons when they know how to swim.Old memories siting suppressed in my brain like heroin...waiting for that hit...and that vulnerable depressed night girl would take upper hand and eventually bring up that wonderful waterworks shit.Smudged mascara and smeared lipstick..waking up looking like batman's joker had become a habit of my heart earlier...but cant take that anymore.They said I need to move on...So,here I am at 2 am...writing...in the hope that it will mend the broken inside of me...or,bring something back to life.Now,ask me why do I write....?
