Here Is What I Like About Salvia

for a few brief moments, life is a CHOICE.

you can choose to live in a ****** up reality and try to make sense of things
or move away the chapters of your life which become more tangible than ever

i smoked last night with a few friends in my car and
it seemed as if they were just blobs, everything was composed of the same material and although i cant remember it all
it was ******* intense.

see, its like being reborn: you are born, giggling and everything but not making any sense, then you start seeing basic ****, like this is what a person is and this is what a car is. sooner or later you can distinguish more and more.. but you end up seeing things differently.
i can choose this life, or i can choose another. i dont HAVE to live one certain way.

i have lived my life with predisposition, and i can see that not everything has to be that way. i can choose to think of people as humans, blobs, extensions of my car, extensions of the earth, whatever.
gruneaugen gruneaugen
18-21, F
2 Responses May 13, 2007

out teacher used to make us sing this song:<br />
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I'm a little teapot short and stout...<br />
here is my handle..here is my spout...<br />
when I get all steamed up hear me shout<br />
tip me over, spill me out!<br />
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that guy needs to find his cup o tea...

There is a guy here in this town.<br />
He walks around with a "don't hurt me" sort of look.<br />
And then i find out he thinks he's a teapot.<br />
Literally.<br />
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Salvia, thats some crazy ****. I love it.