i'M SO LONLi i COULD DiE.

i am sitting in my corner of a renovated 19th century shoe factory. st. paul's pearly rose colored dome of a kapital building top sits easilly gawkable out my window. all i need to do is casually turn my head, and i can blow vapor rings at it. vapor rings... behind me sits a vapor brother's vaporizor. check 'em out. i'll answer any questions you need. yes, i have quit smoking almost 100%. yes, i can vaporize eucolyptus. yes, koala bears are the most enlightened creatures on earth.

but i am aaaaalllll alllooooone. boo hoo. listening to a brizillian who's could strip the bakini off a chickadee at 1000 paces, and i'm all here all alone. boofuckinhoo. i have a chest cold. i don't FEEL like going out. oh, shit. i hate being so damned different.

i wish i was normal like all the normal people aren't. then maybe i wouldn't have to reach for so many straws when drowning in the ethers of "out there". shit... more vapor!

...thank you pheonix. your rizing has fanned my own. BURN ON.