no sense, nothing matters,

[iLoveYouWithaKnife]

and i can't even counts how mnay beers i drank today, how many cigarettes i smokes, pills i took.
but it doesn't matter because i am left here, myself to try to figure it out, when i really don't give a shit in the first place. no one see's my condition.
but i'm still able to babble online and get out my thoughts, even if they make no sense , or whatever it is that is left inside of me, for the moment. and it feels nice.
it's something that you get outside of you, at this point, when even though nothing makes senses, it makes all the sense in the world. and that's a wonderful feeling. ...until i wake up

 

[Nik137]

I know the feeling, you put it really well.
Nice Work

 

[iLoveYouWithaKnife]

do you really think that makes sense?
i don't even remember typing it last night.

 

[iLoveYouWithaKnife]

and i also have to say, that i don't remember what it was last night that was making no sense to me but making all the sense in the world.
maybe the fact that i could talk about nonthing and still make sense.... i don't fucking know

 

[Nik137]

When you think you dont make any sense is when you make the most sense.