Saturday, March 13, 2010
I am a struggling smoker. I smoke one pack a day. The recently introduced Marlboro Black is making my habit worse, leaving me burning one and a half pack a day.
Been a lazy unrealistic dreamer lately. I draw and design. It pulls me away from the harsh reality of life- and I am loving it. Addicted to it.
Colors fill my soul, they twist my mind and I am loving it.
Like crayons thrown from the bridge, they may be beautiful but not to where they may land.
I do not understand what I am writing.
This is chaos.
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