i love driving

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WRITE SOMETHING FUCKING GOOD SHIT HEAD.
YOU HAVE NOTHING LEFT AND YOU FUCKED IT ALL UP
NOW THERES NOTHING LEFT
AND YOU WONT WRITE SOMETHING GOOD.
SO NOW ARE YOU DONE?
DONE
IM DONE.


help me.




Elliott- "playing things too safe is the most popular way to fail. dying is another way. or like... killing your emotions is another popular way... with you know drugs or alcohol or whatever. but, i dunno, yeah those would be types of failure..."
Interveiwer- "are you suceeding then?"
Elliott- "uhhhh no haha. not right now... but i think i might...you know...i...yeah...i might."


im drowning
i dont wanna think about it
i wish i had a friend
one like you
i feel a mess
i cant i cant i cant
i dont want you to leave me
and i dont want to be left
and i dont want anyone else coming around here
and making me feel okay
because what if they leave me
i want to be alone
i want to be okay
i want to be like you
and not care.
but i care
so much i care.
so much i miss you
so much i think
everything is gone.
theres nothing left.
youre leaving me 
i feel alone
i felt a part of everything
i felt like i had a family
and everything is gone
now
and you are leaving
and i am staying
and i want to lay down with you
and give up.
i hate this empty feeling
that i cant let anyone fill
i dont want anyone fucking around in here
because everyone is a liar
i feel empty
and no one will fill it.
im not good enough for you.


i want to drive away
i want to run away
i dont want to do it
too much
i cant think
i cant cry
i cant try
i just want to lay down
and let someone fit it
you cant fix me now


i was waiting for when i woke up
and i felt all better
and now i feel much different
but nothing feels alright
and i want to know whats missing
and i only think of one thing
i feel like a stupid piece of shit when i think that
but it wasnt just because, you know?
it was a lot different than it seemed
and something i needed
is something thats gone
the truth is...


why cant i feel better about it
why am i still upset
why am i still stuck
why do i still feel incomplete
it will never be over
and i will never feel better as long as it exists
because my heart is stubborn
when my head knows its wrong
my heart only knows what it feels
so now
i know right from wrong
and i know exactly where i stand
yet i still cant move on
without holding your hand.