If There Is A Transmigration

My Peers, Lately, Have Found Companionship Through Means Of Intoxication - It Makes Them Sociable. I, However, Cannot Force Myself To Use Drugs To Cheat On My Loneliness - It Is All That I Have - And When The Drugs And Alcohol Dissipate, Will Be All That My Peers Have As Well.

I’m Doing Badly, I’m Doing Well; Whichever You Prefer.

I No Longer Know If I Wish To Drown Myself In Love, Vodka Or The Sea.

I Am A Retiring, Silent, Unsociable, And Discontent Person.

I Miss You Deeply, Unfathomably, Senselessly, Terribly.