save me from these evil deeds before i get them done
i know tomorrow brings the concequence at hand
but i keep living this day like the next will never come
So basically I watch a ridiculous amount of Veronica Mars lately.
And the other night I kept having these dreams.
I guess I was VMars, and dating Duncan, but Logan was staying in the same hotel.
I kept wanting to leave Duncan for Logan.
We keep having these encounters, like we run into each other in hallways and stairwells and take things a little too far.
I think this all goes back to my romanticizing tortured bad boys.
People can’t look away from explosions or train wrecks.
I just want to be a spectacle.
I want people to romanticize my self-destruction.
I’ve given up on the chance that I’ll ever know normalcy or loving someone worth it.
Now that I’ve overdosed and almost died and done the rehab thing, all I’ve learned is that death is easy && life is hard.