Tags: cigarettes, gonzo, sarcasm, smoking, stream-of-conscience
I am not anxious.
I am sped up, ready to take over the world in a matter of minutes.
I am the wanton lover you always wanted, the man who can make you hot and heavy in a matter of seconds.
Ready to sell you into a business deal you don’t want to walk away from.
I am the experienced space monkey, shot into space, now on the return trip.
I am Zachary Hitchcock and I have just quit the cancer stick.