i'm not sure what you want from me

this is a joke

a puff on my cigarette, deeply inhaling carcinogenic smoke

laughing and wondering why it is that I've joined the "revolution"

convoluted steps to post my thoughts on an intricate web of waste...of thoughts expressed and never read

of a life lived by the seat of my pants, unzipping slowly my zipper as she leans over
and begins to give me

a sign or a signal that such great heights have no reason to induce fright in an overstimulated mind

I'm expressing my thoughts and my feelings,

this is private

please stop reading

welcome to the beginning

the
entrance
to
an otherwise
fcuked up
mind.

ciao bella

whoisjobe?