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I was down each gulp of beer with a quickness as I need a lubrication to help me deal with the public tonite.

Sticky green linolium blindfolds the pill-poppin lunatic.
I just want it in my vein, there is something missing from me.

And I dont think it is heroin...

Although my junkydays have left such a deep scar on my psyche I have urges to just up an rent a spot in the ghetto. This might get these weird thoughts out of my head. Life out there is much more raw, direct, to-the-fucking-point. Out here in Leafy protected suburbia life is just diffferent.

I get 2 hours of sleep wake up and inject 2 bags at 7:30am, wake up 4 hours later laying on my works, repeat, good dope, straight blacknesss, dope hole. discombobulated thoughts ricochette in my head and

make me wanna puke...

I need to get laid, out on the prowl i Go
 
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