I do not intend to tiptoe through life, only to arrive safely at death
So I got wasted like all my potential
And my words shoot to kill when I'm mad
I have a lot of regrets about that"
So I got wasted like all my potential
And my words shoot to kill when I'm mad
I have a lot of regrets about that"
*sigh*
*sigh*
It gave me crippling anxiety, a lot of unhealthy coping mechanisms, some really nasty nightmares, the ability to drink enough caffeine to kill a horse, and made me into a cynic who cusses way more than necessary.
It gave me crippling anxiety, a lot of unhealthy coping mechanisms, some really nasty nightmares, the ability to drink enough caffeine to kill a horse, and made me into a cynic who cusses way more than necessary.