I have lots of stuff to say, that’s why I never update

So tell me… what’s your fix? Because let’s be honest here; we’re all junkies, one way or the other. And I don’t mean only drugs; you can be addicted to pretty much anything! Aside from your booze, marihuana, LSD, Valium and gambling you have to count being addicted to really weird stuff… like S&M sex, fighting, snorting ants off of a Chihuahua, etc.

Chihuahuas: Only allowed if you're snorting something off of them.

To be honest I’m all for trying new stuff and doing whatever you want with your life (as long as it doesn’t harm others), but everything in excess can be harmful. An addiction can kill you.

I’ll just come out and say it: I have an addiction. The worst of all of them. And at this rate, this addiction will end up killing me. It’s not alcohol: I’m a social drinker and I don’t really enjoy passing out from too much drinking. It’s not weed, if I smoke I do it once every four months or so. It’s not cigarettes either! I smoke a pack in two weeks! Gambling? Used to play in casinos, I don’t care for them anymore. Coke? LSD? E? Their other friends? Nope. Never have and never will. But what I do have tried, the thing that has me craving for more, can kill a man.

What is it you might be asking? Well fuck you, you’re no Dr. Phil. But I guess I’ll tell you

You don't just get psychic powers all of the sudden.

anyway you psychiatrist wannabe. It’s the most infectious drug, the one that makes you feel like God when you are on it, the one that makes you crave for it the most. My mom didn’t warn me about it. You never see PSAs against it, so it’s the silent killer. ‘Cause let’s face it: It can, and will, kill you.

Chances are you have done it too… and gone through its faces. First is only lust for it, it makes you want it even if you haven’t tried it yet… but it’s something that can be handled. Then it evolves and it becomes worse: you ignore every flaw, every possible bad thing about your addiction. It’s perfect. And you need more. When you’re attached to it, I’ll be blunt, you’re screwed. Dead, really. Because, we’ve been through this, it can kill you.

"And the ghost was Mr. Thompson all along!" - "Duuuude you blew my mind!"

I’m beyond that. I had my supply cut off some months ago and the rehab is a bitch. Every day or the other I want it that much more… and knowing I can’t get it back kills me. Because, yes, love can kill you.

I’m not gaying out here; it’s not like I believe that love is a magical mystical thing. That’s bullshit and you, me and the guys who sell saint valentine’s gifts as a living know it. It’s actually a bunch of chemical stuff going through your brain making you stupid, goofy and happy as fuck. Not much different from what weed’s THC does. That’s why it’s like a drug. The most devious, evil drug ever conceived.

I’m not going to speak against it, I’m not crazy. Of course I want it back, of course I want her back. But hey, not everything can be the way we want in life, can it?

Fucking life, I should just shoot it in the knees and make it crawl.

Anyway I’ll spare you from this incoherent moaning. Oh, too late? You already read through the whole thing? Wow, I feel sorry for you. I really do. Ok, I’ll tell you what: choose a hand, right or left. Right is it? Fine, you get Love Can Kill You (duh!) from BT. An amazing Progressive trance song with breaks infused into it.

Oh you meant to say the left one? That’s ok, you can have both. The left one has Not In Love by Crystal Castles. The genre? Huh… well… it’s electro, noise, something something dark side. Really flippin’ weird. In a good way.

So, till next time. And don’t worry I’ll be as cynical as usual next time.

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