___________________________________________________________________________ ( ____ ____ ____ ) ) | || |\ \ ( ( | || |/____/ Him ) ) | || |\ \ ir file number 031 ( ( |____||____| |____| released 09.10.00 ) ) | || |\| | by sadisTic cLone ( ( |____||____| |____| we're just fucking with your mind. ) ) _impulse reality_ ( (___________________________________________________________________________) I want to tell you about this guy I know. He's more like a drug to me. Everytime I got him into my veins, I always wanted more. Now I'm addicted, and he's gone, and the price is too much to get more. I met him online, he made me feel great about myself. Once I got a taste of him, I was hooked. Once I met him in real life, I knew I wanted him as mine. Days went by, and the longer I knew him, the higher I got. Every taste of him on my tounge, or when he touched my body threw me into a world I couldn't leave. I always want to hold him tight in my arms and never let him go. The only trouble was, I couldn't. I can't anymore. Everynight I go to sleep dreaming of him. Thinking of injecting myself with him again. How it felt to be in pure ecstasy because of him.. Now I can't have him anymore, and I'm going through withdrawl. I can't fake it anymore. My drug is too addictive. I need more. I'm faking. Without him I might break. I need rehab. Friends claimed things about him that aren't true. My blood turned from red to black with him. So rich in his posions. When I was high off of him, no one could hurt me. I try to get this high from remembering, but my highs are wearing off, all I want is to get the high one more time. I want to keep him with me, I need him. I can't admit this, but it's horribly true. All I want, is him. ___________________________________________________________________________ ( ) ) Copyright (c) 2000 Impulse Reality - http://phonelosers.net/ir ( (___________________________________________________________________________)