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Beating the bite temptations by being a ghost ᕙ (° ~ ° ~)
I’m an addict.
Addicted to more than just drugs,
Rather I crave intimacy with others
The way alcoholics shake for another taste of divinity
Let me devour you whole
Create a world inside of you
Piece you together through words
Seeking a high so deep
It makes the ocean seem shallow.
I am an addict.
I crave more than drugs and people
Watch me fall in love with a feeling
The way adolescents write about their lovers
Watch me be enamored with a person
Only to burn the house down
Wondering why I’ve got nowhere to call home.
I am an addict.
I crave more than drugs, people and food
Like I wish I could have resisted
All of those men that were not my lovers
They chased a high, as do I.
One I cannot resist.
The thing is,
A high never lasts,
Feelings are fleeting.
Maybe I want to starve myself for a week
Because it feels so god damn good to be in control
Maybe I want to resist,
The same way I replay memories,
As if I have the power to rewrite reality.
I am an addict.
Sometimes I want to eat an entire weeks worth of food
In one sitting
Hoping that maybe the weight of all the physicality
Will be enough to keep my absent mind from fleeing.
I am an addict.
I crave more than drugs, people, food and exercise
Sometimes I work out for so long
Lost in a mental haze shrouded with a fog so thick
Only a tap of a finger on my shoulder,
Letting me know “the gym is closing in 5 minutes”
Wakes me from that state of delusion.
I am an addict.
I crave more than drugs, people, food, exercise and sleep
Sometimes I sleep for days at a time
Wondering if I’m actually dead.
I fluctuate between extremes,
Wondering how others do life every day
Making living in the mundane seem so effortless
As if fluctuating in the balance of space and time
Is mere child’s play.
I am an addict.
How the fuck do I get out of my brain.
I am an addict.
I crave more than drugs, people, food, exercise, sleep and finding balance.
I am an addict.
I crave escapism in its finest.
The Queers, Suck This, 1995
Just something quick and simple. Inspired by my addiction of the chupa chups lollipops. :’)
The Peanuts Linus was a much better man that this shitstain.