My mind is her diary Wired with a fuse made from ivory these blunt sessions burn down
your trees. (Walls)

Dreamer chaser. Goal oriented.

  My  physicality embraces these new taste and scents.

                                How does one truly make sense?

      I ripped my skin off just for some more loose leaf they're still trying to out do me.


Sure you can make up your OWN impression of this but I don't think that makes the reader any less of a *****..