making progress

“Only things that calm me down, pussy and some Cali tree
And I get both, never truly satisfied
I am happy, that’s just the saddest lie”

For too long I’ve been parched with thirst and unable to quench it. Too long I’ve been starving to death and haven’t died. I feel nothing… not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea, nor the warmth of a woman’s flesh…

This is beautiful.