I still haven't made my mind up. Do I like it here... Or does it suck? Everyone seems so nice & friendly, which was fine in the begining, but after a while really starts to bother you... But, then again, if it wasn't like that, I would probably claim how people who come here are maniac who don't have a polite bone in their body.
I'm just one of those neurotic people, you know.

"I had seven faces
Thought I new which one to wear"

Can't wait. Going to the seaside. Tomorrow morning. Enjoying the nature... Sunbathing... Diving... When you get undearneth the surface, everything just dissapears. The whole loudness-of-life system turns into this peacefull & blue space.

"Nothing I fear,
Nothing I doubt"

& even when you come out, it takes some time to turn you back into normal. You lie, holding a cigarette with your wet fingers, & your lung are so clear & opened up, that you feel how every smoke you take stucks to them - getting you one step closer to the peacefull space. & white - cotton like - spots dance in front of you closed eyes, as you expose your fat body to the UV rays. The tormented sun.

"In my mind, this is my free-time"

Art-who?