Yeah I'll admit it. I'm a drug addict and I have a serious addiction. I would do anything for my drug, everything for my affliction. I would sell my soul to the highest bidder just for your attention. Your love is my crack and I'm definitely feenin' for a hit. I can't get enough of that herion you call kisses, or your marijuana laced hugs. When we make love, its pure ecstasy. Heart rate elevated, rapturous emotions, sweat dripping from our heads down to our feet. Your love is my potion forever causing my addiction, forever making me thirst for this high, forever is my love jones for you just to get by. many days I thought about the speed ball of passion, lacing it with mushrooms, getting a matrix reaction. My fantasies about you are now reality. Got to step away from all this, just for the respect, just for the principality. Needing to recover from your hypnotic addiction in many ways. Many days I wait for this feeling I'm missing. Trying to be clean is like putting everything I mentioned about you in a bong and smoking it.Reoccuring events surfacing, know my eyes half closed just reminiscing about you - I'm uplifted! Excuse me while I'm about to kiss the sky!
"A baker's dozens of heartbreaks equals a lifetime of dissapointment"
that was pretty good. I was actually kinda shocked in the start, but when I continued reading, I realized u were talkin' about LOVE! aww... are u in love? hehe.
Crack Feen -
05-30-2008
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