It would be most awesome if the universe introduced me to a girl with intellect and an artistic flair. One who doesn’t do drugs or get rowdy, one who is smart, sober, and self aware. Yet despite being all so kick-ass and amazing, somehow, gave a flying fuck about this spun hippie.
Maybe someday I’ll meet her, until then I’ll share my lonely nights with the stars and whatever substances come to me. For drugs have replaced human interaction and love in my soul.