in bed

i am in purgatory. like the slayer song. and its been a long, strange trip… and i dont think i like it anymore. i dont think i liked it before either…  i know im coming down. but jesus, i think it hurts.

in babylon, with the uneasiness of a thousand madmen, and an insistence on a religion that turns dust into sand… nothing is gained. i had a religious experience with the devil. it haunts me to my core.

and the road goes on forever.

imma try to have a sandwich. watch a movie. get some shut eye.

“come around…watch a movie… with the sound down… and get woozy” -faithless