IRC-Galleria

Ou man..I feel like five years old again.
These voices inside my head are driving me crazy.
Wait a second. I hear no voices..it`s just my thoughts.
What am i talking about. Well..I`m fucked up. Literally?
Who knows. Something is coming inside me. Not literally..
what did you think silly?
But who could really define what is fucked up?
It`s that feeling when you have already eaten all
your pink little pills
and you still have no idea what are you doing.
I know exactly what I want.
I just haven`t figure it out yet.
Me,me allways me.
What if we talk about you for a change?
But who is you?
I believe it`s my second personality.
Cool..i can talk to myself and also get answers.
I never be bored again.
But on the other hand..i have never been.
Ain`t life wonderfull?