Forgotten

  • <p> <b><p></b> <b>Ravenclaw:</b> I forgot to do something I remembered to do.<p/><b>Slytherin:</b> What?<p/><b>Ravenclaw:</b> I forgot to do something, but then I remembered it just in time, but then I forgot again.<p/><b>Slytherin:</b> How do you function?<p/><b>Ravenclaw:</b> I don't.<p/></p><p/></p>
I’m starting to get bad again.
I’m starting to get sad again.
I’m replacing feelings with sex again.
I’m replacing everything with drugs again. Why does this keep happening?
Why can’t I be happy?
Why is everything shit again?
Why can’t I breathe again?
Because of all those pills I took
Because of all the whiskey
Because of all those hits I took.
Because of all the needles.
Because of all the cuts.
I’m getting dizzy, fuck it’s blurry.
I feel like I am trapped.
I know I’m getting bad again…
Someone make it stop…
—  8 am and i haven’t slept
I’ve been walked on, used and forgotten and I don’t regret one moment of it because in those moments, I’ve learned a lot. I’ve learned who I can trust and can’t. I’ve learned the meaning of friendship. I’ve learned how to tell when people are lying and when they’re sincere.