The darker days are closing in. My fractured mind is slowly losing its shaky grasps on reality. I suddenly find myself wanting, hoping, praying that it would happen again. Wishing upon all that is holy for just one more fix. I am addicted. I can't win; there is no point in fighting this. I am what I am, and I am tired of being ashamed of it. It is time to come clean, tell the truth, and deal with the consequences like a man. So here it is, the ugly, horrible truth. My deepest, darkest secret I will ever share;
I like the new Coldplay song.
Don't judge me.
For some reason I can't explain, I know Saint Peter won't call my name