They`re my reasons for getting over this, and it`s not much better than waking up with your head in your hands when your arms are tired from supporting you. It`s better in the long run, but this is the worst day of my life. I`m giving in. This can`t be much better than dying. I`m going back to my selfish ways, I`m giving up what I could forget. I`ve tried, came out better the first time. If this is all you see, then have a drink on me and look whose laughing now... again.
