It's 7;38 in the morning two days before thanksgiving.
I haven't slept since yesterday morning.
My girlfriend is asleep in my bed,
and has been waiting for me to come lay with her all night.
I should care.
I don't.
I'll just inhale this nicotine and line up line after line of happiness
Fuck anything else but this feeling I'm feeling.
This is heaven
this is bliss
this is happiness
this is ecstasy.