

Getting drunk at 3.00am in the morning. The shit is fucked up out thereGetting drunk at 3.00am in the morning. by ~mokadelivering
so beware
be really careful of the shit you do with your life.
Getting drunk at 3:00 in the morning
is fatal for your person.
I don't know why she loved me, pal.
Pal, I lost myself one day
and I told her very bad stuff
one day... or two,
or maybe 27 days.
Or a little bit more, more like a whole year,
or a whole two years.
But she told me: You make me the happiest person in the world.
But it wasn't true.
Not that she is a liar, of course, she is not a liar.
What are you talking about?
I am gonna go eat a soy-made hamburger in texas.
Sometimes I get so lonely I want to cry.
I am gonna go to


A coffee with my personal messiah's song, the end. It is all basically an illusion,A coffee with my personal messiah's song, the end. by ~mokadelivering
this reality is nothing more than that
a bear eating a fish in the woods
the cup of coffee on the table of a dead writer
a gallaxy made of ethanol
all that dust and all that alcohol
the saddest dust in the world
me when i was 14 years old walking the streets of my city in the morning
better than heroin
heroin
long haired lady in a field of roses
everything toned in pastel colors
all that beauty is just an instant
forgotten tomorrow
but in the moment
oh god
god, what am i doing here my friend
i am a moth in the space
all this suffering in this planet
nobody really cares
what is mone


A spectacular girl, suspended from her care. So there is this girlA spectacular girl, suspended from her care. by ~mokadelivering
who is basically amazing in everything she does
And when she talks to you you melt down.
You simply melt down.
Because she is so smart,
intelligent in every possible way
When she lets you get inside her feelings
and she gets inside your own feelings as well
you feel way secure of it
you don't feel judged
or afraid that she is going to hurt you
Because she never hurts you.
She is only there to help you
and it makes you happy.
Real happiness.
And then she stops talking to you,
sadness
real sadness.