Just a little note

I've noticed that when you're hanging out, having a good time drinking beer and smoking pot with your peers, there's a relatively common (stupid) impulse of someone ranting at you:
- Hey, you're a fucking drunk and you are on drugs, so I bet your relationships are shitty.
And I answer:
- No man, my relationships are shitty, and thats why I'm a drunk and I'm on drugs.

Either way, I'm fucked.

Just a quick and unplanned thought?

Have you ever noticed that every little thing surrounding us is coloured in some way? I had this idea of how fantastic this was, how everything could excel in such great beauty and harmony. And I know that most of you can't understand the meaning of this, as you are all used to have colour in your lives.

What if the world were black and white, just like in the old movies? Take a moment and try to imagine this. Imagine that light grey sky everyday. Imagine that melancholic smile on everyone's face. Imagine that sadness haunting the seas and fields. Is living a washed-out life worth a dyed death?

No time to think

I've reborn as a totally different guy. I can really feel the difference, I can even breathe, taste and smell a lot better. But that pain in the chest remains the same, it won't go away no matter what.