Im a drug not the cure.

By 11am i can multi- task the unthinkable.
I can ruin my makeup
Cry uncontrolably
Argue and fight
I can get papercuts and bleed

Can anyone give me a fucking break and let me breathe a second here.

Im going to crumble and fall until i cant do it anymore.

If this is a test then congradulations its working a treat.

I’m like a drug, they get their hit but im not good enough to be their addiction.
Im not a cure.

I said i hope you’re okay and had to walk away.

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