Horrible day! Took a load of valium in front of my father and he started to phone for an ambulance. What was the idiot thinking? Suicide? Me? Im not the type, I just wanted a buzz. And you know me, I LOVE an audience. I do things as a macabre attention seeking circus. A freak show on wheels, and running on booze fumes. Inspired by the chalks and ferris wheel of palava inside my brain.
I do things because I like digging graves, (quite literally at times) and I enjoy the look of horror and disbelief in peoples eyes. Shock Poet perhaps.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment