Ecstatic Circles and Smoke
There is something tragic and beautiful about destroying one's self.
The destruction has to be slow. Slow and luxurious. The smoke has to be inhaled slowly. Let out slowly. Enjoying every second of small, self-inflicted wounds.
Indulgence is good. Intoxication is not God. But it comes quite close.
I'm losing control...
And I am whirling in an ecstatic circle.
I want more.
The destruction has to be slow. Slow and luxurious. The smoke has to be inhaled slowly. Let out slowly. Enjoying every second of small, self-inflicted wounds.
Indulgence is good. Intoxication is not God. But it comes quite close.
I'm losing control...
And I am whirling in an ecstatic circle.
I want more.
posted by Shekure Darashikoh at 6:30 PM
4 Comments:
what sucks is that a week after you start smoking, you never get that buzz again. well not unless you don't smoke for two three days and then smoke again after that. but it's the best buzz in the world though.
are you talking about smoking in the 2nd paragraph? .. i agree with Abbas here .. it's the best buzzz in the world .. especially on a full stomach!
Hey Einstein smoked like a chimney .. and he was smart!
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i don't feel like commenting...
pata nahi kuon...*blank*
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