I don't like the thought of being addicted, but it feels like past things haunt me. I exist when I'm around people; but when I'm alone I hide from my own thoughts.
I'm honestly disgusted at the path I had chosen along time ago, as inebriated as I used to be. I'm at a loss for words here, i hate to say it but being a coward is not a legitimate career. I feel like I'm falling shamelessly into oblivion.
So many question not enough answers.