I quit smoking today; throw me a party.

She smokes like there’s no tomorrow;; She says it makes her feel alive. She drinks her wine like water ’cause she feels dry inside. She drives her care like it’s a bullet;; She says that time is slipping away. She never thinks about her future… It’s a million miles away.

Hug the hurt, kiss the broken,
befriend the lost, love the lonely.

I wish I’d just quit talking to him. I know it breaks my heart. Because some days, he remembers. And some days, he forgets. Like last night, he was so close…and  I told him that I hated when he made me miss him. And now today, he’s distant again and duh, it’s my fault for breaking it last night. Buttttttt..it hurt so bad last night that I couldn’t imagine anything hurting worse..but this absolutely does. And it’s like you’re screaming, “HILARY, DON’T SAY A WORD TO ME.” But all I’m hearing is, “ImissyouImissyouImissyou”

I know it hurts. But it’s life, and it’s real. And sometimes it fucking hurts, but it’s life, and it’s pretty much all we got.- Garden State

I picked you out
Of a crowd and talked to you.
Said I liked your shoes,
You said, “Thanks, Can I follow you?”

So it’s up the stairs,
And out of view. No prying eyes.
I poured some wine.
I asked your name;
You asked the time.

Now it’s two o’clock.
The club is closed,
We are up the block.
Your hands are on me,
Pressing hard against your jeans,
Your tongue in my mouth,
Trying to keep the words from coming out,
You didn’t care to know
Who else may have been you before.

I want a lover I don’t have to love,
I want a girl who’s too sad to give a fuck.
Where’s the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet him here,
But I’m not sure.
I’ve got the money
If you’ve got the time.
He said, “It feels good.”
I said “I’ll give it a try.”

Then my mind went dark,
We both forgot where your car was parked.
Let’s just take the train.
I’ll meet up with the band in the morning

Bad actors, with bad habits…
Some sad singers, they just play tragic.
And the phone is ringing,
And the van is leaving
Let’s just keep touching,
Let’s just keep…keep singing

I want a lover I don’t have to love,
I want a boy who’s so drunk he doesn’t talk.
Where’s the kid with the chemicals?
I got a hunger and I can’t seem to get full.
I need some meaning I can memorize.
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind.