Mouth like an ashtray, mind messages feeling the separation, throat roasting at a burn, lungs at a botanical garden potency now tell me - exactly what else does Cloud 9 have to offer me? Dry for it.
5.6.11
Posted on Friday May 6th
About me
I want to be magnate. Call me mogul. I strive to achieve higher in this existence. Any less would keep me ignorant from all that surrounds me. I live to be selfless so that only the contentment I receive thereafter can serve as my selfishness. Raised to be heroine for the world they might tell you; with the only insanity of not being able to save herself. I make it a point to deem things as they are universally, so you opinions aren't needed.