Sharp chaos shattered glass all around on a scared wooden floor. The brutal bull has left a mess. It stalks me still. Oh, how amused it must be. Another carupt vandal in my life. Now comes the loving hummingbird set to replace every shard. Out of innocence only, I ask am I a white knight on a silver steed? Why? Is it for guilded glory and wilted honor? A splinterd lance pincushioning some random wind mill. Taking spiritu...
Like a plate of glass the rush shatters, leaving you cut up and in pieces. It hurts. That high you attained, in comparison to this, was brief and only mildly pleasurable. Pills. You need more. You need more pills so you can make the high you seek last. If only it could last forever. You tell yourself that you're a better person because of it, but some people would tell you otherwise. Your family and friends are worried, b...
