Things are so easy when you have people to back you up. For me to accept help from others is very difficult but when I think about it, it is necessary to join strength to build strong foundations. Eating is of my reason to life. After a good joint, food is the first thing that comes into my mind. I value my gourmet sense of food. This aroma I am smelling from afar reminds me so many good memories. My oily hands after such feast can't be touched. I appreciate every single bite and thank the person who made it. Back to reality, my life is easy, I only have drugs problem. Maybe I don't deserve all that. Can you say that you deserve what you have? Me I can't. Nearly never work for thing, I either give or just let it slide. Maybe the drugs just give me pieces of fake "happiness" but I will take any day instead of just feeling alive. It is not to hard to see that happiness is actual an invention created by society to make try to reach something you can't reach. It even gives you guide line to achieve it. As long you fit you meant to be happy, but to hell all that please. Just open your fucking brain and think. I can deal with morons not using their head like zombies. They should sell replacement brain instead of false hope. I might sound cynical but the facts hit you hard in the face and you do nothing about it. Maybe my story can actually help lost souls finding their path to better things.
I am sick of waiting. You are obliviously not ready for it now but at least feed me some crap to make be go on. I can't always go back to the same shit in my head. I am in need and you got what I want. We can find a way to figure it out. I don't tell enough but I am really attracted to you. Not just your body but also your personality and all the things that come along. You said things that made me want to jump high in the sky and stall there for a while. What am I missing to make you mine? I am correctly following the codes but still nothing. I should calm down and think. Tell me, do you know I am talking about you? You should, you are smarter than me. That's one of the things that turn me on the most in life. Really thick girl's brain are the hottest. Call me sick but why don't you get turned on? Does the physical appearance really matter that much? Please leave some comment on those questions if you don't mind. Like arguments that go crazy like fireworks. Truth be speaking, only the real reader can reach this part. So I can now tell the whole world how sick I can be. That might be interesting