All the ones I'd done before just leave me wanting more. and the rest just get boring. until you overdose. I want drugs that make me feel the world doesn't exist. I want more. All of it. All they ever made. When I snort some dust or smoke it with some weed evil things I want to do come outside of me. Inhibited by nothing. the world becomes my bitch. cant control my actions. I cant tell whats going on in. did the murder really happen or was I staring into the sunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
