Bleh..
They go one at a timeπ’
I’d pop a half in each nostril, you’d see a much happier douchebag.
Maaaannnn
I’d get zooted as fuck then I’d forget all about emotional intimacy .
(sound effect- tobacco chew hitting a spittoon)
Maaann, I’d stay up for three or four days, start hallucinating, organize all my stuff ..
Amphetamine..
Ya know what I mean?
Talkin about that laser like focus, talking about delusional energy running through you.
Move your hands with your eyes closed,and if your imagination is good enough,you can visualize lights and colors coming off your fingertips π
Then you could make little designs, circles, waves, you could see the whole thing as some type of energy and you could manipulate it.
Power….
Unlimited power!
But I don’t do that shit no more,feel me ?
The real world is the only world that matters π
The only one.
All that other stuff is delusion..
(as you pour a coffee,full of caffeine and sugar)
You’re goddamn right!
I’d mainline it if I could. Maybe chew on some espresso beans…
Society says it’s ok.
It’s not ok to stay up for four days and make color patterns in the voodoo realm with your fingers,
But coffee’s fine.
It’s fine.
It’s just fuckin fine !
Bleh…
Do you know,,no shut up,,let me talk,,, do you know how much I hate my brain?
Exhausting.
Fuh Kin exhausting.
There can be no intellectual intimacy!
Not with this piece of shit!
Now I’m going to go spend 8 hours acting like I don’t have homicidal thoughts πππ
I’m alive.
I’m awake.
I don’t need drugs.
I can dickslap this day with one eye open π