humans..
always trying to attain perfection.
but is there really perfection?
more money, nicer clothes
bigger eyes, smaller waists?
all these made up the
happy life everyone wanted.
but while trying to get perfection
which
we thought will make us happy.
we get ourselves unhappy
during the impossible process.
why can't we be borned contented?
for me..
i was never contented..
on top of materials.
i wanted more care and concern
more attention and LOVE.
but when i don't?
i wanted more drugs..
more Ecstasies, more Ketamine
more Dormicums, more Erimin-5s
more Herion, more Ice.
insatiable appetite for them..
i am a freakish freak in a normal world.
tearstaiinedd`
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