Desire meets self righteous, irresponsibilities meets expectations. Where this leads to? A cave or an ocean I wonder , or just the same mistakes and guilty faces.
Horizon of smokes dancing to every atoms in the air like waves, pleasures seek in every kg ms-1 of momentum. Confusions light headed and cancer. Rules and regulations and working hour, sore feets and unachieved desires. Frustrated and confused friends and rejections. Metallica songs and sleepless tiring nights. Hospitals and accusations.
la vie est malade.