Friday, 17 January 2014

Self-destructive behaviour

A smoke to keep me busy. A dozen to fight the nerves.
A drink to make me social. A few to make me forget.
A joint to lighten my head. A couple to get me relaxed.
And all together they make life a little easier to endure.

"I feel something so right
Doing the wrong thing
I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing
I couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lie
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive"
- in "Counting Stars" by  One Republic

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