Why do you do this to yourself.

Need I remind yourself that this doesn’t end well, but you’re bored as f$ck.

So chaos must crop up..

Chasing devilish ideas,

Hunting for sexual energy,

You can taste it in the air,

On a bender you come alive once you got your fix.

Simping for your addiction.

The more taboo, the more you want it

You must have it.

Morphing desires into a masterpiece.

A soul collection.

Self satisfaction

You’re self made.