I'm cool. Seriously.
Today, I feel that everything is in the correct order. Or perhaps not? Am I trippin' again?
Nah, I'm pretty sure I'm okay.
In a few days, those big fuckin' rocks on my heart and shoulder will slowly disappear.
To tell you the truth, strangely all the love-and-be-loved shit, the weird feelings and the fear of solitude itself is slowly beginning to vanish.
It's not a bit painful. I got my dose of painkillers.
So all of you out there:
Get drunk. Loose weight. Feel good.
Today, I feel that everything is in the correct order. Or perhaps not? Am I trippin' again?
Nah, I'm pretty sure I'm okay.
In a few days, those big fuckin' rocks on my heart and shoulder will slowly disappear.
To tell you the truth, strangely all the love-and-be-loved shit, the weird feelings and the fear of solitude itself is slowly beginning to vanish.
It's not a bit painful. I got my dose of painkillers.
So all of you out there:
Get drunk. Loose weight. Feel good.
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