Dear Sugar Hippo,
Do you see, there still may be a light at the end of the tunnel. 7 Ciggies left, I hope that can last me through coffee. Faries have to exist. It's the only way I can see real magik happening. I am tird, write, rewrite, rethink, reinvent, I'm spent, I can't write, not tonight, not like this, I want to get real pist, fuck shit up, paint the town red, go to bed, never wake up, make up, fake slut, cry now, bye now, save me, grave feats, make a fucking scene, be mean, paint the town green, become some cracked out fiend, fall in love, punk out, fall out, find out, stop!
you may believe me, but if you're smart you'll discover that it's all a joke.