La vita e bella, but I still hate you. I hate this life and I hate it when I wake up, because you're already in my mind. I hate you but I so very much need you, and I just can't wait to be in your arms to feel that crazy beating heart of yours. I wanna feel you through the marijuana smoke and Absinth halucinations. I wanna enjoy you like an endless cocaine line. Don't blame me if you suffer, destiny is to blame. More dangerous than a heroine overdose and more relaxing than a drop of morphine. Why? Why? Why you? Why you? Why me? Why us? Enjoying pleasure, we both will get hurt. I hate you, you bloody mescaline, my body is crying. My soul is flying, but it just can't reach...you...I'm sorry. All alone, I just feel like dieing....but still I'm breathing and my heart is still beating...it may be my mindtrip.
This is my mindtrip....excuse me whille I light my spliff.
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Become
17:45 Jan 04 2010
Wow. Just, wow. Write on!