Lets write a story
 

It goes like this. I write something, you add on to it, I (or anyone) adds on to that and so on. If anyone's down I want to do it; I try to do it with my ex but she always f*cks it up.

I'm in.

I sat there, screeching at god from behind an Outback Steakhouse. It was the height of fulfillment. I stood on a mountain top amongst the suburbs, screaming at the top of my lungs. The spike hit my arm and filled my veins with ambrosia. Steal and flesh making love with narcotic lubricant. Skinny and unshaven, I stand there, my eyes bulging from the excitement. My shirt hangs loosely off my body, my skin does the same.
There were strange passer-bys walking slowly around me, circling me. I was different than them. They saw their bodies as decorations, something to dress up so they can get fuked. My body was a tool. No, my body was a portal; a median to absorb the drugs to get from their world to mine.
My world was happy. I stood there alone beneath exploding balls of light. The light echoed off the air. My gnarled hand was still wrapped around the needle.

My eyes started to lament the state I was in, the T.V light flickering as Disney pixar's toy story filled the room with laughter. Or did it?

wasnt this done like...4 times already?

You've just ****ed up the momentum of the story :(

its because she's a chick.

They **** up everything.

it adds a little spice i think
:D

Ned Kelly beat off in your Earl Grey, and you drank it with a smile.

That does'nt make grammatical sense. Surely whacked off would be more apt? Oh shít, I have knackered the story again...