i don't like the drugs(but the drugs like me).
Salutations.
My name's Jonan,
I'm an 18 year old with the lungs and liver of a 70 year old.
If by any unfortunate(for you) chance,
you get to know me more intimately,
you will find that I:
am quite the cynical little shit
am rather lazy,that's what everyone tells me anyway.
prefer night so much more over the day that I've made a few owl friends.
experiment with the stupidest things possible and still think I am reasonably intelligent.
have an ectoplasmic look during classes.
change brands of cigarettes as much as a girl changes clothes.
am an asshole in my own right,if you know what's good for you,you won't get close.
have an email address;jonan_yip@hotmail.com.
Misery loves company which is why I'm never alone.
Don't say I didn't warn ya.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
drips through my veins
I understand what being numb means now.
Annoying how this always happens so suddenly, but it follows with a wave of relief, like the exaltation of a mainline junkie when the morphine hits.
It's like someone has shut down the power to my heart.
And I can't turn it back on.
But it feels good! :D
K I sound like C3PO from Star Warz brrrr.
3:03 AM