I’m just being cynical, but …
there will come a day when you just have to face it all—whether you like it or not. Those past mistakes of yours, those sins awaiting to be redeemed, those regrets that had been haunting you for years…
One day, the hottest club can no longer be your asylum; the wildest party can no longer divert you from these irritating thoughts; even those glistening liquids can no longer ditch those guilty feelings that swarm under your skin.
Yes, you can always cut your wrist or swallow some pills if you’d like to. But this life will go on, with… or without you.
God, why don’t you give yourself a chance?
You deserve it as much as I do!