i think its hometime

i have spent the last month in a whirl of alcohol and persciption drugs
the occaisional pill and lots more alcohol.
im putting on allot of weight.
i have stopped putting effort into what i look like
because i just dont care anymore
the depression drowned out by the sound of the alcohol being poured into my cup,
never letting it get too empty.
aboriginal girls threatning to stomp on my head,
to put me in hospital.
iv almost walked into redfern at night and screamed out fuck you aboriginal sluts
which is as good as suicide. almost being the key word tho
i wish to go back to how everything was before.
except i want to get my life on track
i want to get a job and a house
but i hate this place there is so much violence and hate
i just want to go home
my dad would be devestated if i left however he knows how missrible thhis place makes me
and would rather i be happy.
small things have been picking up my spirits tho
like falling asleep last night on the couch just talking to one of the english boys
seeing some decency in man kind is whats helping allot.
but its mostly the fact i have been in a daze since i got here drunk stoned or xannied out.
i hate it but it helps me cope.
lol i sound like the bigest fucken emo.
im even parranoid that people in perth dont want me back.
i need harder drugs
its getting harder by the day
i want to go home
Peace<3