You have a hole in your heart, and you try so hard to make it feel full, but you can't figure out what to fill it with. Alcohol, weed, sarcasm...
You'll try anything to just forget how intrinsically uncomfortable you are just being still and sitting with your own thoughts.
You have a hole in your heart, and you try so hard to make it feel full, but you can't figure out what to fill it with. Alcohol, weed, sarcasm...
You'll try anything to just forget how intrinsically uncomfortable you are just being still and sitting with your own thoughts.
Close but no cigar sigmund.
Close but no cigar sigmund.
With what shall we fill our hearts' holes? Have you filled a hole in yours?
With what shall we fill our hearts' holes? Have you filled a hole in yours?
The hole is deep and made of sand.
And just when you think you may have it almost filled in, the walls collapse and it just gets that much bigger.
The hole is deep and made of sand.
And just when you think you may have it almost filled in, the walls collapse and it just gets that much bigger.
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