i swear to fucking god im so dumb.
drunk and alone, more drunk than alone.
the canadians surre knew what they were doing when they made
and i kinda have myself to blame for that bullshit.
but im a sucker for love and
you sure know how to play me
see you next year.
guilt and blame
shame, disappointments and let downs
grief saddness and loss
denial and the lies you tell your self
realize the illusions