back in town and ready to rock and roll...
3 nights in Mexico City was enough, I think, to get a perspective on what I was missing in Los Angeles.
I think I found my new love. HA! Just another lost soul swimming in this cesspool of alcohol and cigarettes. Maybe.
48 hours now, since I set foot back on dry ground, and I can still smell her perfume on my Calvin Klein pima cotton T-Shirt.
I want to know what love is..... I want you to show me.
Or maybe I dont want to know. Maybe I am not meant to. Either way, its the pedal to the metal now.
What a wierd, cryptic post this is. I just read over it, and it doesnt really make any sense.