Leaving Jimmy I started to cry and run away, with my broken heart.
I went to another city, called City of Damned and I lived here for a week.
I knew a guy, similiar to Jimmy called St.Jimmy. He's a drug addict what has got a taste of suicide too.
"Do you want some drug?" he said.
"okay. I will gave it to my boyfriend." I said.
"No no noo! You must to use this Novacaine for you!!" he screamed.
I ran very fast and I came back to the Boulevard of Broken Dreams.
When I saw Jimmy I screamed to him:
"Jimmy Jimmy! How are you?" I said.
"I'm not okay.Why you leaved me?" he said.
"Because the rage and the love musted me to do it." I said.
"Isn't right what you did to me.Fuck, you didn't need to do it!" he said.
"During my trip I saw St.Jimmy. He tried to drug me but i ran far away from him." I said.
"Ah...St.Jimmy. And I guess you have got the pocket full of Novacaine right now." he said.
"Yes, I did" I said and I showed to him the little pocket.
"Well. We need to use it for drug ourself.We will use it in the beer for a big effect." he said.
"Uhm....that's good" I said.
And we came back to the market for thrift two beers.
