“Venereal diseases are to help you remember nights you’d rather forget.”
Like most serious drug addicts, The Chemical Buddha didn’t have a very good memory. He could remember where to buy drugs and how to use them. But, no matter if he was high or sober, he couldn’t remember what he did or who he did it with. So it’s no surprise that he couldn’t remember who he'd stuck his dick in or what the result of that sticking was. So when he found red bumps all over his dick, he would just think they had always been there. Just like he thought it had always burned when he peed. Or like how he couldn’t remember a time when puss didn’t ooze out. He figured life had always been and always would be that way. Sometimes we wish we could see the world as he did. Especially when we look down at our own genitals and remember a time before we met The Chemical Buddha. A time before those red bumps weren’t there.
What do you think will never change?
What do you hold onto as always having to be a certain that way?
What do you not pay attention to? What would you rather forget?
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