This Is How Alcohol Can Change You
If you rely on alcohol to break you out of your shell or remove you from your problems, you’ll only become increasingly insecure about your genuine self.
If you rely on alcohol to break you out of your shell or remove you from your problems, you’ll only become increasingly insecure about your genuine self.
I was selfish, and I left. But I wasn’t just that. I didn’t do just that.
It’s easier to be fully invested in the lives of a few friends rather than struggling to keep up with an unnecessary amount.
It happens like this. It happens sooner than you thought it would. Like nothing. Like all of a sudden, it is a feeling warm and exciting, and somehow calming.
Because of you, I found a support system. Because of you, I feel lovable.
And you made my decision for me in the end, because the only option you left me was to move on.
I was unreachable: entrenched in the anorexia, and dissociated to the chaos erupting around me.
I could barely find the words in my mouth and the nerve in my bones to chase you down and tell you how you made me feel. We could have been pioneers of our own wild love if I had just let you in.
I don’t get it, you think that once a perfect guy would come around I’d be happy. Truth be told, it only makes me sad.
We were not for this world, you and I. Sometimes I imagine us in a world that rooted for us. I imagine fireworks and cheering, I imagine more than one lone heart praying for the impossible. It all exists so beautifully in my imagination that I am almost satisfied with it living inside of there forever.