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Unfortunate Misadventure
Pure volume. . .
Pure volume. . . La lang. Nagpo promote.
God I need something. Super patay na ko. I'm bored. I'm senseless. Sometimes, I'm inhuman. Yah, not evil. Just 'not' human. I dont find enjoyment in what I am doing right now, or maybe later.
I'm missing vacation. I'm missing the escape into the realms of fiction. In the fields of green, or in the roads of dirt. With a friend. With a guy. With pulses rising due to the heat of the moment, OF THE SUN, for Christ's sake, not that. Picture it? The sun!
I am missing the bottle. And the smoke. Of course, right now with the smoke, the consequence lies heavy. I'm not diagnosed with any fucking illness or what but I'm forced to drink all those pills. Anti-back. Amoxicillin. Can I pass one or two? Nah. And it should always be on time.
So recently, rotting. Will be posting if the adventure strikes. . . AGAIN. . . niahahaa.
