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She smokes like there's no tomorrow, she says it makes her feel alive. She drinks her vodka like water 'cause [ she feels dry inside. ] She drives her car like it's a bullet. She says that time is slipping away; she never thinks about her future, its a million miles away. 


she's a mess of gorgeous chaos, and you can see it in her eyes.. 
































If it makes you happy, then I'm fine. If it makes you sleep at night, I am not suicidal. If it helps you stay ignorant, the scars that lace my body are not proof of how much self-hatred boils inside me. If it keeps you from abandoning me, I'm not crazy i just found this really funny.... i'm going to hell...
i'll finish laterrr |