Reshuffling your morals is fucking harsh and complicated to do, less difficult than the process it took when youself you started to screw. I mean acouple of bad choices and a twisted idea of fun. 1..2..3, you look again and your whole life is gone. I mean fucked up in every single form and angle, and with everyone and everything that's important to you in your life, you took a gamble...
This makes you think some more and then your whole dilemma just gets more and more complicated, and this weighing up of what's important to you just leaves you feeling more and more frustrated. Cause your love for the one side is unconditional and strong and on the other side you have this lust and craving and that part is soooo fucking wrong....
'I come along but I don't know where you're taking me. I shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me, turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky, the more I give to you the more I die...
and I want you'
Nin perfect drug
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