Thursday, October 15, 2015

"sick wasted"

In the morning i dream of losing it all

in the afternoon i dream about driving, skating, hitting the beach, working

at night i dream about wine and fine foods.

to me, if i can attain a sustainable supply of red wine, butter, steak, fish, coconuts, music, and now perhaps some oil(s) - it feels like I'm at home.

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