July 2020

I can’t live without itI can’t do anything without itCall it alcoholThis is what makes me whole When am in stressAnd I need them lessI

ADDICTEDWhen she said am addictedI didn’t know to me or the feelingThe texts she kept sliding inFrom voicenotes that caused me discorformtOr need a lot

EXPENSIVE FANTASYThe minute I spend without youSplit seccond without a sniffMy lungs are dry somehow wetFlooded I’m drawing can’t get a grip of my sanityI

~No more Mr nice guy~~The high momentsCeasing pain timesI took you in to hostWhen I felt lostWith nothing leftJust scars so realI thought you’d help

MR. LIQUORI won’t even have the courtesy to call you dearI have buried enough of my dear onesNot once did you send your condolencesMr. Liqour

CAPTION, POSTScroll, poseReply, go backScroll posePost, editThe order my dayThis screen must be fitted with antiglareBut who cares this is my pet My love, my

I wake up in the morning, make a coffee and sit in my study to write as I listen to my favourite radio station. I

I pray for the one who uses for the first time today…They wont want to leave, they’ll want more so they’ll stay… They will do

Lost. That’s everything I felt the first month. I was covered in my own puke and shit and piss and all that. Gross but it’s

Mimi ni mlevi,Usinione hivi,But sio wapombe,C ata maghufuli anaitwa pombe,Na yy sio mlevi,Au sio,Yes natumia coke,Na sio cola, Am an addict,Nasiwezi quit,Nishakua mwizi,Kwenye hizi enzi,Sipati