ooooohhhh... my.

I feel addicted! I feel sickly needed... whenever I look I feel it, like some kind of an weird energy flowing in my body... I don´t want to sleep, eat or work, I just wanna do it. It flows... when I think of it, everything flows, everything is possible... and yet I resist. I shouldn´t but I do, and now I´m very close to find out why...

But I´m so fuckin´ happy because I feel something so mine, so me, and I so live this feeling that I want to send everything else to fuck off... I want to send everybody that judges, that pisses off, that complain, that is in a bad mood... the ones that are fuckin´ conforable in their ignorances, the ones that blame everybody else for their mysery, the ones that don´t take wht it gets. The feared ones, the unthankful ones, go away, this is my perfect world! Here I can do everything I want to, and nobody can say one thing about it... here I fly, I...