hello.
my name is.
tom toothman.
i have the worst attitude about my life.
i dont care what you think.
i would rather drink than deal with shit.
i probably need mental help.
i love smoking cigarettes.
fuck off.
tilt it up.
drink it down.
awake to a night you can't remember.
prepare for the hangover.
no intentions of stopping.
so stop your fucking crying.
you haven't lost me yet.
is this worth waiting for?
i ask myself every god damn night.
i've seen my own demise.
it comes in the form of drugs and alcohol.
but all i can say is "i don't give a fuck".
oh god.
no one can help me now.
i've given up on myself.
who can take advice from a hypocrite?
all i know is that i'm sorry.
i can never forgive myself.
maybe this rope around my neck will solve my problems.
at least thats what i fucking hope.
fuck.
i am done with this shit.