November 2009
13 posts
why i smile
i lose money all the time, and i feel just as free as i feel broke. i don’t have a “reliable form of transportation”..i have a couple of feet that carry me as fast as i can run.
i don’t have a liscence, i lost it being a renegade toward society.
i used to shoplift all the time, not because i needed things, but because i wanted to test how sly i could be, and never get...
inside static
what drags an aspiration to the level of want, where Greed sinks its mean little fingers into your mind.
its a pleasure to build this in your mind, the thought of recieving. maybe the anticipation involved… keeping you curiously on the edge of the unknown.
…and then failure. or success… the emotional peak is surpassed by the very object of desire. you lose no matter...
short-circuit
i smell blood in every breath i take; nothing could whipe away the terror in the back of my mind.
…so i smoke so much marijuana, not to be in a stupor, but to find the greatest way to avoid a version of reality i’d never wished to see.
i guess you could say i love drugs. though doctors aren’t my friends, they know the very purpose of prescriptions; as well do i…. in the...
ICTM
Riding on a lost highway; or maybe we were just lost and on some random highway.
I usually don’t get the paranoid sense when i smoke herb, yet certain things can incite the feeling. Like sitting on the side of the road and a random paramedic tails your vehicle with the flashing lights on. I don’t quite understand why he had to use the lights, but they worked. Your attention gets...
October 2009
4 posts
July 2009
11 posts
June 2009
137 posts
