the black in their eyes tells me some things that i really need to hear, the black in their bodies makes them feel like they're on top of the world. evil ways. evil ways evil ways evil ways. everyone hates selfishness but sometimes there's nothing better than to act completely opposite of selfless. give me soundtracks that will help me to remember in the days to come, give me contact that will impress even the sallowest of sinners. every so often i get this feeling that i couldn't possibly have enough in common with anyone to feel at ease with this human race, and within the time of these phases it can get so strong that i don't know what to say even in front of my closest friends. i cannot hate them, nothing binds them to me. separatism has always been some fucking problem. i think i'm doing a little better. nights like last night turn me around from disgust to a sick sort of wonderment and i can't lie i was happy being beside you. i always find myself in the same places at the same middle hours of the night and for now that's what i want. for now what i want is a comfortable high... you know? fun? something like that. honeyyyyyyyy dripppppping.
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