cloudaddict

It's 4:00am and i hate this, lying on my bed like a cadaver. My radio pumping thelonious monk and Frank Sinatra Jr with a rhythm of perverse snacking. I sicken myself with memories of red eyed timid harlots who sit in beds of golden fleece and dine on veal. They stink of rotten meat coated in lavender and honey dew perfume. I shudder at the idea of losing myself within their eyes and skin, these nymphs who tease my soul with silver tounges and bronze kisses. They leave me insane, in pain. The clock turns and it's 4:01am

I've decided to (for no real reason) chronicle my emotions and feelings while under the influence of opiates, along with the general sensations and mood. If any of this sounds appealing, try some, they're pretty easy to come by (especially if you know me, lol) At first it feels like a quake in your skin, that makes your blood pound as though there are small waves inside you, you can almost feel the horribly rhythmic beating of your heart as though it were broken and spreading through your body. Then your skin starts to feel detached and distant, like you're wearing a very thin layer of soft warm seran wrap. When you run your hands over your

We pass stupid little pleasantries as we cross paths in the hall, But in reality we barely talk at all. I dont think you know it, but i think you're a happening chick, Then i realize that when you see me, you probably just think that i'm a dick.

Did you ever, as a child look into a corner of the room, that you never payed attention to before, and, you see a dead moth, lying there. The dust from its wings all around it, and it looks more like a toy, or a piece lint. But you just wonder "Why here?" "Why did this moth have to die in my house?" It just stopped living, right in your little corner, it's little heart just gave out and it fluttered a bit, it tryed to crawl an inch, before it was gone. I hope when its my day to go, i die fluttering. In someones corner, that they never pay attention to. Whether it be gunshot, heart attack, or auto- erotic asphyxiation. I hope th