Hi. My Name Is James
Things Are A Bit Out Of Hand At The Moment.
I'm Drinking Heavily And Taking Alot Of Drugs.
So Don't Expect Much From Me
I'm Sorry It Has To Be This Way
I Live Where There Is Flowery Meadows And Rainbow Skies And Rivers Made Of Chocolate Where The Children Dance And Laugh And Play With Gumdrop Smiles. I'm 18. A Musician. Artist. Hippy. An Interesting Character In A Story Of Love, Tragidy, Jelousy And Death. I Take Drugs, And Lots Of Them...This Doesn't Make Me A Bad Person, Just A Really Fucked Up One. I Like Psychedelic Music and Experimental Music. There's No Moment Of The Day I'm Not Listening To It. My 60gb Ipod Is Full With The Shit. My Music Collection Has Taken A Long Time And Many Hours To Get To Where It Is. I Have Over 28,500 Songs On My Itunes.
A Psychoactive Drug Or Psychotropic Substance Is A Chemical Substance That Acts Primarily Upon The Central Nervous System Where It Alters Brain Function, Resulting In Temporary Changes In Perception, Mood, Consciousness And Behavior.
Yea I Do Them, That Doesn't Mean You Should. It's A Really Fucked Up Place To Live, Trust Me.
I've Given Up Trying To Explain Drugs. Just When I Think I've Finally Figured Them Out, They Show Me Something That Completely Blows My Mind And The Thought Process To Try And Work This Shit Out Starts Again. Drugs Are The Best Thing When You First Try Them...You Get High As A Kite...But Slowly Over Time, They Don't Become Fun Anymore And It Becomes A Chore. It Is So Damn Easy To Get Sucked Into. Don't Make The Same Mistakes I've Made. Please, Please Be Careful. It's Such A Fucked Up World, The World Of Drugs...Coming From Someone Who Knows, Stick With The Simple Stuff.
I Will Never Understand Why We Are Here, Why Life Has Got More Bad Times Than Good...Or Even Why We Feel These God Damn Emotions. But I Do Spend Most Of My Days Thinking About These Things, And Trying To Work Them Out. This Drives Me To The Point Of Insanity Nearly Every Second Of The Day. Put On Top Of That The Everyday Struggles Of Teenage Life, That We All Must Go Through At Some Point, Love And Death, Heartache And Emptiness...The Same Shit. Life Is A Cycle, It Never Changes, We All Work For Some Stupid Fuck Who Only Cares About Money And We're Too Blind To See That. What Really Is The Point To Any Of This. And Further More, This Myspace Shit Is Crap, What The Fuck It's Just Evil. I Hate It, But Sadly Like Most Things, You Get Addicted To It. Fuck It.
"Then When You Wake Up One Day About 40 Years Old You Say My God Ive Arrived! Im There! And You Dont Feel Very Different From What Youve Always Felt And Theres A Slight Let Down Cause You Feel Theres Been A Hoax And There Was A Hoax, A Dreadful Hoax. They Made You Miss Everything
But We Miss The Point The Whole Way Along. It Was A Musical Thing. Like When You First Sing Or Dance When The Music Is Being Played."
Every Living Creature On Earth Dies Alone
