1:22 AM.
Still awake.
Stagnant cigarette smoke and the smell of cheap booze leaves a slimy coating of filth on my brain. Billy Idol's sweet, sultry voice is my world right now. I wish I was still a monk. I feel so dirty meditating with my purity gone. "NEVER TRUST A JUNKY." Enough compositional masterbation.
*bitter smile*
g'nite kids.
Still awake.
Stagnant cigarette smoke and the smell of cheap booze leaves a slimy coating of filth on my brain. Billy Idol's sweet, sultry voice is my world right now. I wish I was still a monk. I feel so dirty meditating with my purity gone. "NEVER TRUST A JUNKY." Enough compositional masterbation.
*bitter smile*
g'nite kids.