Jan 14, 2008 09:47
All I want is to disappear in a beautiful psychedelic dream.
The people I care the most don't care about me. That people that care about me I don't care about. Isn't that weird?
Anyways, I always expect the most from the wrong people. It's so sad.
Although, I don't feel down, for some reason. I expected, like, a little bit more, but, I don't feel disappointed. I guess I learned not to feel this way.
When I take my little chemicals and stuff, people wonder why. It's only because they make my mind float and I forget/don't mind about stupid people. Everyone, for a moment, is lovely.
That's why I'm gonna get drunk tonight. I've been too clean lately. I need some fuel. I realized that I've been quite down these past days, because I just didn't put my hands on anything. I didn't even smoke my hookah.
Although, I'm not addicted to anything in particular. I swing from one thing to the other, what's probably a good thing. At least, I don't abuse one substance only.
I will also make an experiment tomorrow. Let's see how it goes.
Please, datura, take me away from this land. Take the grief of my heart and turn it into beautiful patterns on the walls.
I don't know for how long I'll take this LJ, really.
feelings,
drugs