It's a personal thing. My validation won't necessarily work for you, so please don't impose your half-arsed principles on my life and expect me to come to the same conclusion. Your code of living doesn't apply to me and yet you push it relentlessly sure the moral high ground is yours. I don't know what it is that makes me tick but I'm not keeping perfect time it's not my fault my mind is sick the decision wasn't mine to take but my destiny I choose to make and heeding to your preaching won't get me anywhere. I'm no dope, head fuck, I can't cope with today, tomorrow, and so on, so is this steadying hand so wrong? My fatal fundamental flaw leaves a gap, a need for more, I'm hoping two halves make a whole, with this I can mend my soul.
