The Incredible Mangoes

escapades of the queer birdie & doggie

6:23 PM

running along the ceiling

Posted by spectrum |

15th jan '09

it has been 22 and a 1/2 hours. oh my god when will this stop. i have been high for 22.5 hours. isn't that absolutely insane? i want to point fingers at birdie and put the blame on her but it wasn't entirely her fault... ... ... i ate some hash. how the fuck was i supposed to know that i would stay high forever.

i want to write about last night but i don't think i know of words that are intense enough to describe what was happening to me. there was so much going on inside me and around me that i wasn't even able to fully experience anything. it was a state of absolute chaos. i don't remember moving from the desk to the bed and then falling asleep. i wrote an email to us which has been cracking me up.

i'm still high. my heart is still about to explode. my feet are still asleep.

Firework finally murdered me. both of us have been climbing up the same ladder all along. towards her destination. a month of crazy bullshit has finally paid off. today, she fucked her ex. it's done. all of it is done. she has shown me how much i am capable of bearing. what my breaking point is. and how much it takes for me to get there. i've never been here before. i've never gotten through. i have been in the dark tunnel  many times, but this the first time that i got out of the other end. oh my god this is fucking exhilarating.

when you've felt the shittiest you can ever feel, don't you feel empowered? fearless? then what are you afraid of? when sadness becomes your secret high, what do you run from? nothing!!!

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

doggie i just want to say that im sorry i turned my phone off and fell asleep. you have no idea how scared and paranoid and also stoned i was. im so glad that you are in my room sleeping diagonally on the damn bed right now. you bastard i love you.

- birdie

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