Lately I’ve been drinkin like there’s a message in the bottle
Restriction is a bitch. I feel like I’m having withdrawl shit from everything. More like anxiety from not going out and having fun. But I’m trying to stay away from substance abuse and I’m having a hard time with that. I’m happier with it and I know that’s bad. This is a stupid feeling. I hate taking meds. All these fucking attachments. I don’t want any strings on anything. I guess I have a fear of loosing everything, yet at the same time I feel like I have nothing. And that’s not true either. I wish I put more effort into people; have more faith. I do have regrets and I’m letting them weigh me down. I need a redo or an escape. Something. I need to stop overthinking. My mind is out of control, it’s everywhere. I feel shallow, unintelligent. Rewind, delete, rewrite. Give me a fuckin remote here.
Europe I can’t wait for you.
