This pure feeling.. To be continued..

What is this feeling, so pure? A feeling much too powerful for me alone to endure.  Radiating from my soul, blossoming in my heart as if fertelized by mother nature herself, a drug addict wishes they felt half as good, never struggling to reach the euphoric feeling of my first high, this high, oooh this high!, is never ending, and when it comes to ingulding in the ever seductive pleasures of my own supply, i indulge like no one else.  This here, is greater than any emotion or feeling of happiness or joy. This is 525,600 minutes of pure unadulerated bliss, and i plan to multiply that by a lifetime.. 


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