mY dRUG
You are my drug
I am your addict, You
Dissolved me with your touch
Stoned me with your stare
Injected me with your lust
Poisoned me with your lips, You
Drove me through passion
Showed me the ecstasy, now
Save me from you
Before I overdose.
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mY dRUG
You are my drug
I am your addict, You
Dissolved me with your touch
Stoned me with your stare
Injected me with your lust
Poisoned me with your lips, You
Drove me through passion
Showed me the ecstasy, now
Save me from you
Before I overdose.
so if we had to pick one , yes its a booty , Thank you all again
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mY dRUG
You are my drug
I am your addict, You
Dissolved me with your touch
Stoned me with your stare
Injected me with your lust
Poisoned me with your lips, You
Drove me through passion
Showed me the ecstasy, now
Save me from you
Before I overdose.
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Lsd trips are very personal. Depending on what skeletons are in your closet, and how you truly feel about yourself deep down inside, the trip will vary. You cannot hide from the truth on acid. If you’re in the prime of your life, and have no worries, its a deep opportunity to get to know yourself even better. If you’ve been suppressing thoughts, they will come out. The onset of a trip brings butterflies. Its like waiting in line for a rollercoaster. Once it hits you,a wave of euphoria, coupled with a oneness, and a feeling on connection with your surroundings. Inanimate objects are imbued with energy. Everything breathes and has life. Time and space are warped. A moment can seem to last forever. Small things can seem huge. Shadows breathe, light refracts, and your sense of physical self can become hyper aware, or completely disconnected. You may feel like you’re helpless. You may need the people around you to help you just walk outside. A trip to the store is like an epic journey. Trying to tell the time or count money is impossible.you may pay $20 for a can of soda, then take a sip and feel every bubble going thru your whole body. Your laughter will roll into tears and your sweat, runny nose and tears will mix into one. You may come to a realization that will stick with you for a very long time afterwards, if you’re lucky. Some deep thought and self reflection will give you perspective on yourself that you may never have another opportunity to understand so deeply. Smoking weed and drinking beer will feel even more amazing. If you take the time to just stare at a painting, or even a blank wall, or something with some texture, allow your eyes to relax and start experiencing the waves of energy that have always been there, but you couldn’t perceive unless you did hours upon hours of meditation. There is something all around us at all times that it can be difficult to perceive, but on acid, the other realms and dimensions that we exist in become easier to feel. the comedown is light And slow. Take the time during your comedown to reflect even more, smoke some weed, ride out the final waves. Listen to music, play music. Pink Floyd was always my favorite. The next day feels like you’re a little emotionally drained, but cleansed at the same time. Its usually a good feeling, maybe a little hazy, maybe a little melancholy, but usually feels like the first day to the rest of your life.
Lsd is an important part of growing up, finding yourself, and opening your mind. Its not supposed to be used just to get high. Its a spiritual thing.
Lsd trips are very personal. Depending on what skeletons are in your closet, and how you truly feel about yourself deep down inside, the trip will vary. You cannot hide from the truth on acid. If you’re in the prime of your life, and have no worries, its a deep opportunity to get to know yourself even better. If you’ve been suppressing thoughts, they will come out. The onset of a trip brings butterflies. Its like waiting in line for a rollercoaster. Once it hits you,a wave of euphoria, coupled with a oneness, and a feeling on connection with your surroundings. Inanimate objects are imbued with energy. Everything breathes and has life. Time and space are warped. A moment can seem to last forever. Small things can seem huge. Shadows breathe, light refracts, and your sense of physical self can become hyper aware, or completely disconnected. You may feel like you’re helpless. You may need the people around you to help you just walk outside. A trip to the store is like an epic journey. Trying to tell the time or count money is impossible.you may pay $20 for a can of soda, then take a sip and feel every bubble going thru your whole body. Your laughter will roll into tears and your sweat, runny nose and tears will mix into one. You may come to a realization that will stick with you for a very long time afterwards, if you’re lucky. Some deep thought and self reflection will give you perspective on yourself that you may never have another opportunity to understand so deeply. Smoking weed and drinking beer will feel even more amazing. If you take the time to just stare at a painting, or even a blank wall, or something with some texture, allow your eyes to relax and start experiencing the waves of energy that have always been there, but you couldn’t perceive unless you did hours upon hours of meditation. There is something all around us at all times that it can be difficult to perceive, but on acid, the other realms and dimensions that we exist in become easier to feel. the comedown is light And slow. Take the time during your comedown to reflect even more, smoke some weed, ride out the final waves. Listen to music, play music. Pink Floyd was always my favorite. The next day feels like you’re a little emotionally drained, but cleansed at the same time. Its usually a good feeling, maybe a little hazy, maybe a little melancholy, but usually feels like the first day to the rest of your life.
Lsd is an important part of growing up, finding yourself, and opening your mind. Its not supposed to be used just to get high. Its a spiritual thing.
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The difference between the Sinhalese and Tamils' visits back home
Sinhalese visit Sri Lanka regularly to enjoy relaxing beaches, resorts, joyful family reunions, food, international job opportunities and internships, and exotic adventures to the war-devestated north.
Tamils are lucky if we scrap enough money to travel to our ancestral homes just to tend to our sick and say tearful goodbyes to our dying.
Diasporic Sinhalese have a future with Sri Lanka.
Tamils don’t have hope beyond the horizon.
In fact, the only visit to Sri Lanka some Tamils will ever have is as ash.
8-14-14
There is no part of me that
doesn’t want to be with you right
now. I know we said
some hurtful things to each other,
and my words were so deeply
ingrained in disgust that they bore
a hole through my throat. But, baby.
I fucking miss you. And I
hate this distance between us.
I’ll be ready to plunge myself
into the sea if you’ll be there to
hold my hand. I need to feel
your skin rub up against my skin,
and our hearts intertwined by
thread. The tears running down
my face made me realize
I can’t be without you,
and if I was, then honestly
I’d rather be dead.
Evil
Your treachery is boundless
Your delight in my pain seems to never cease
The more I cry and beg for mercy
The darker your eyes gleam
Morbidity is a past time for you
But you never let the children know
Or else they would run away and never want
To look at that horrifying, evil face you rarely show
Well, you show it to me
Time and time again
You always let me know I’m your slave
And that my enslavement will never end
Faithless
Call me faithless because I always forget
to thank the god who I don’t believe exists.
Damnation is an absolute fairy tale.
I experience the greatest hell when I resist.
Speaking the truth is a sin.
Individuality scars me like flames on my fingertips.
I hide in the most desolate corners of my soul
to prevent sanctimonious venom from poisoning my lips.
Everyone keeps bending over their bibles,
unable to get up from their hands and knees.
I cringe as fresh roses of free thought
become withering petals of conformity.
3-22-15
Love my calloused hands even when they leave scratches on your silken skin.
Mom
It’s the deafening silence between us that drives me to insanity. I would break it, but I ripped out my tongue with my bare hands. Because there was no point of saying anything to you anymore, since you never tried to under stand.