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about a girl stuck in the world off addiction. |
| Pretty Little Lines. Another day, another battle another one that she cant handle. She's out of her stash and all out of cash. She's breaking down now, and she doesn't know how she'll obtain her next supply so she can have some pretty little lines. She knows this is the life she chose, those lines are going up her nose everyday and every night she fears that something isn't right. She does some things she normally wouldn't do it's nuts the things she'll do when she has to just for a few of those little blue pills, she hates the cravings, they really kill. She thinks to herself "this is getting old" but "she's no more than this" is all she's ever been told these dark feelings fill her mind, but if she just had her pretty little lines she would be free she would feel ease and she would finally be at peace. |