when you've reached the summit, its time for you to stumble down the slope... hard...
its a touch and go affair... scratch the surface and leave... hit and run... maybe a one night stand but doing it till you're tired and turned into a vegetable...
and the clouds that shades you from the glorious rays of sunlight are slowly moving away... leaving you high and dry...
i need to jerk off... maybe... hahahah...
i am beginning to feel like a feather in a rainstorm... im wet and floating mercilessly... helpless... and being blown into every direction...
im a dreamer, a big dreamer, of wanting to achieve all the impossible things in life, and i am motivated by the dream to dream even more, even bigger, larger than life, and continously i fell into a large elaborate dream of reality...
how articulate my mind can be, and it is pretty fucked up...