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[alwaysamaya]

london isn't strange really. i think i might have found it a mini bit harder to settle in than others, but thats because i'm hardly there, more fucking map hopping. ha. glade, turns out, was fun, and drugs turns out, can be fun again, once you stop thinking about the fact that they might not be. the madness was gone though from there, admittedly the lack of involvement of lsd may have had a small something to do with this, but all the same, glade isn't quite what it once was. the intricate care and detail isn't there, like synergy too, the crowd has changed, they pay less attention anyway, so perhaps it doesn't really matter as much. more things stolen! i'm beginning to really look forward to karma flipping back headside, surely my fortune will be immense by then. this time it was my moroccan carpet bag full of my clothes, including my elf jumper, shame that. i can't even care any more. losing more stuff inspired me to come home and throw out a great deal, there is something i enjoy about having less stuff, needing less things. i had a lamp dropped on my head in 'the rabbit hole' better described i feel as a k hole/crack den..
'thank god i'm not on acid, can you imagine tripping down here..'
[voice from behind in the darkness] 'uh..i am..'
and watched with general amusement at people who had taken to such an extent that functioning was no longer an option any more. mad that in their own minds they were probably seeing more clearly than ever, yet physically and to others they were barely conscious.
i am ignoring the hole in my tooth and defiantly eating pick n mix. back off again tomo, and to vietnam, and leaving people once more but i don't think i really mind and then after that to portugal, and for this i can't wait x