Is there any relief for this anguish I feel inside me? My eyes crave to shade some tears but I've denied myself the liberty to do so anymore. I figured it's about time I stopped giving you the privilege to be the source of my pain and whom my tears are directed to. The next craving in line is hunger but I'm stubbornly and in a delightfully masochistic way resisting the urge. I'm sick of crying, it's too bothersome, leaves too many evidence behind. And eating won't do me any good either, it actually goes against my objectives. So that leads me to my third craving: smoking. Smoking is something I do for either pleasure or boredom, I like it and I'm not very compelled to develop an addiction for it, also it helps a bit to get my head out of what's bothering me. Last but certainly not least comes alcohol, my personal favorite. The most effective way to ease the pain, always assuring a good mood and a couple of laughs, and I actually feel happy at that point despite how much it will mess me up afterwards.
Gosh I could really use a drink right now...
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