Tuesday

sleep? food? fuck you both.

Dec 18, 2005 9:02 pm
Mood: anxious, 1513 views


i love this starved, on edge existence.
the places i go when i havent had anything to eat in days.
except an orange and booze.
and various other things.

the stimulants.
the depressants.
the liquid.
the powder.
the smoke.

i enjoy the way i twist the walls of my mind.
and the vibration i feel in my bones.

you say i have a problem.
you say i'm going to crash and burn.
you say i'm playing with fire.
you say i'm in over my head.
you say i need to just walk away.
and yes, darling dearest, you are probably correct.

the black and blue.
the bloodshot.
the cracked and bloodied.
the scared.
the paranoid.
the sick.
the abused.

but for the moment.
the moment i'm writhing around in.
this vicious and painful moment that i so adore.

i am.
loving it.

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