Dreaming of a Geek Tragedy

I wished for a tragic life. One full of illegal pleasures. Drugs, alcohol, and fucking around. Cigs never even crossed my mind because it was too common. A legal killer. Ganja was just stronger cigs.

Metamphetamine. Speed. Downers. Uppers. Fuck, I wanted to go through the whole gamut until I ended up in the freaking nuthouse. I wanted to drink myself until my liver gave way. Let alcohol run through my veins. Fucking and screwing 2 to 5 girls at once. Domintrix and slave. The Jesus & Mary Chain lifestyle.

Okay, why the hell would I want such a shitty life? One where I would end up either in jail or a morgue? I wanted to suffer. I believed that to find enlightenment, I had to go through hell first. Go through fire. Get burned. Come out motherfucking golden. To most, it sounded stupid, but for me–it was my creed. (more…)