ambition with a nicotine scent.falling in and out of lust.
cheating
conniving
perhaps just having a good time.
it's okay apparently though.
singing obscenely and rudely is a great passion of mine
although is everything including activities with those two words.
i believe in circles ands flavored candy bars.
taking long showers and longer walks.
we all keep these things inside us
that even we refuse to admit happened
but you know it happened and if your lucky
you are the only one
it sits there and annoys
and aggravates the living hell out of you
if you are lucky though
you get over such things
and forget for a while
only a glimpse every few months
until you forget about it completely
it is still siting in you brain knowing you did something
you are ashamed of.
i am still sleeping
at least inside
i am not feeling i am awake unless
in danger
or risk of doing something extremely new and wanted.
lust what a risk
the one i would love to take
and have chances to
but am afraid of feelings of others
rather than my self.
sleeping in bed for hours
is all i long to do
and it never happens
just laying there in the dark
hours upon hours
with no end
like stating into the abyss
that is until a menthol cigarette is lit
and that even is not to my satisfaction anymore
because of the newest s
tandard rules and regulations
of which i live under.
it is sad i have to live this way.
wishing well to the people without two person bikes built for one.
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