fucked up

Some fiendish desire takes over, no control.
You have what you want, just do it.
Forget goals, forget life. Forget you're worries and you're pain. Forget happiness.
Forget why you are here.
It means nothing.
So, what do you do?
Desire takes over, fiendish relentless desire to overcome, to forget, to relax, to fade.
A trickster no doubt, worthlessness and destruction dressed as a very sexy curvy blonde and blue eyes.. she beckons you to come forth.
So.. so.. tasty.
You want more? Jump in.

And now you realise..
just how far in you are, and no idea how to get you're whacker out of the devils ass crack.

Yeah you get the point, I have a terrible addiction. And I can't seem to stop.
It just feels too fuckin good.