Our souls are in rehab.

Let's waste away and drown in words about ourselves and the rest of the world. Cos everything makes more sense, swimming in our flooded thoughts. It's all self-indulgent, I mean what you meant you meant I meant. There's more to decipher from these incoherent babbles.

We're all masochists and we're drugged with positive negativity. Souls purging all the wrong things. It's an art form, it's a cycle, it's how our worlds spin. Don't you think it's all pretty, scarred but pretty. This 2 A.M. drama. These 2 A.M. dramas.