The things I'd do for a normal nights rest.
to not dream about the past.
To not have random dreams of another.
Sometimes I feel like there's a strange unspoken chemistry.
I think I just make things out to be more than they are.
But regardless, I am miserable lately.
But I have my cars, my cigarettes, and my music.
That should be enough.
Nothing's enough.
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