Step inside the ego brain.
You had sex with him.
Wasn't as good as with me.
I got on your mind.
Feelings of guilt or whatever.
Oh I feel so loved, thank you for making me feel like I matter. Awww. Little cunty wouldn't you say. But due to drugs, I'm in no position to say or feel that I'm better than you. I realized blood is on my hands, but if you were normal I would have found out from you, rather than using my clearly superior intellect (<--- that's such a d**k thing for anyone to say hahaha) to put the pieces together. (I do realize my thought processes are quite rudimentary, I just know big words and that's not the same as being smart)
Still have dreams about you which I can't tell you about but if you are dumb enough to look at this then I'll say it. We were walking through MY TOWN, and you were telling me how much building costs. One was 800,000 and the 700,000. I'm not putting the $ next to them because I have no idea what currency it was. I'd assume it would be Euros. I think the 800,000 is a better choice because of the location, across the town hall, you'll get good with all the people running the place when they go on lunch to your place (haha running the place, more on that later). Though the 700,000 is on the way home... though (grammatically incorrect) there is no home, I don't live there anymore. Coffee shop, if you were lost, that's what the building is for. (Back to people running things. The city government runs things to a point. As far as business are concerned you'd probably have to deal with mafia, probably Ukrainian or possibly even Russian. I hear you still make profit dealing with them. Tough choice.)
Is this letting go? Sure as hell doesn't sound like it.
Also I'm having the toughest time finding a reliable dealer. Hahaha oxymoron. Peace nosy bitches.
 niatsu · Tue Jun 05, 2012 @ 12:23pm · 0 Comments |
