Oh yes, life happend and fucked him over, no more red rover, red rover. Fear, hate, destruction and anarchy, yip thats what happened to me. Innocence lost but never found, maybe with a stroke of luck this time round???
Cant even say that i had dreams that were shattered, not that it actually ever fucking matterd. Just a balance and normality is what i strive for, i mean why do you want more? Only reason i can imagine is so that you think you are better than the rest, good-fucking-luck and i wish you all the best. What is important to you in your eyes, and then you wake up and you get a huge fucking surprise...
Chasing status, eternal youth and all that un-important shit, everyone gets old and fucked and thats about it. The shit your after takes you further away from the real you, im a druggie and my opinion doesnt count so what can i do? Every step you take to 'improve' the person inside, actually removes you and gives you more layers of shit in which to hide. See how far you can lose the true you, and then see how hard yourself you can screw...
Im not looking for a fucking cure, all i want to do is get rid of all these fucked up scenarios, return to myself and be pure...
'A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It's jolted by every pebble on the road.'
Henry Ward Beecher
I'm really intrigued by your writing.
ReplyDeletei want to say: why thank you but im not sure if its a good or a bad thing the intrigued part:)
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