i still remember that day when you flushed all my weed and cigarettes down the drain. that was a struggling fight that i had to fight for. but it was bad for me. that's why you did it. as great as this analogy goes, i want it back. i want everything that was bad for me back. my system urges for it. if the world constantly puts me back into that place, maybe im the one that is wrong and i shouldnt be so naive that i can change the world with my own morals, beliefs and opinions. it could possibly be life's way of steering me back to the way i was before. i thought i was a better person. but guess not.

bring it on.
i did it once,
i can do it again.