My random ass.

Describe what? There's shit here, look.

[cloudymcspun-blog]

Anyone else like to smoke before they go to sleep? I find it ironic.

[memewhore]

[flyartproductions]

[cloudymcspun-blog]

I miss her.

[foxyfiendin]

The most depressing thing ever

Is feeling your tolerance go up day by day

[gypsy-soul-69]

Keep telling myself,its a bad batch of dope…..

[foxyfiendin]

😂😂😂😂😂

[cloudymcspun-blog]

I haven't felt high in months.

[astral-obscura]

The “disappears for a while without warning” Squad

[mywordsflowlikewineforthepious]

Addicted to addiction...

The worst part, about being a drug addict, is that you know you’re a drug addict. You know, all your excuses are bullshit. You know, when it’s your addiction talking, not you. You know, you’re hurting those around you. You know, you need help. You know, you’re lost. You know, you’re lying to yourself.

Nobody, sets out to be an addict. You just, wake up on day, as an addict.

I usually say that, the first time I used Meth, I was addicted. That’s not true. The first time I used, I knew, I’d do it again. I wasn’t addicted though. I became an addict, when I used to forget, my problems, my pain, my anguish. I became an addict, when I gave my addiction priority, over the important things, in my life. I became an addict, when I lost almost everything I had, stopped using for a while, then picked up again. Thinking, “It’s been long enough. I’ll be able to stop this time. I don’t have a problem. I was just in a bad place, at that time in my life.” I became an addict, when the strength, of my addiction, out weighed the shame I felt, when I looked at pictures of my kids. At problems, my addiction has caused. At people, who I have hurt. At what I could have done, with my time. My money. My family. . . I became an addict, when I looked in the mirror, asked myself to stop. Then put the piece to my lips, took another hit, and left myself behind…

[sandinyocrack]

Jesus. Right in the feels.

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Always on the always reblog list, at the top

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[southernbelletweaker-deactivate]

The reality of this post breaks me 💔

[nophatbitchs]

Right in the feels

[cloudymcspun-blog]

Why do we all feel the same, yet keep digging these graves?

[dailyinspirationquotes]

[numbspunnn-deactivated20160730]

The drugs that kept us together is what tore us apart. We were in love with the that beautiful crystal meth. & now it’s all we got left.

[cloudymcspun-blog]

It's ironic how many times I've said that meth has saved my life. I truly believe it did, to a point. Without the escape, I would have killed myself long ago. Unfortunately, it's also taken everything that I love away from me, and I deserve every minute of this hell I've created.

[projectendo-deactivated20210112]

reblog if you’re the worst

[redlips-bigtits-deactivated2018]

[cloudymcspun-blog]

Advice?

So, I broke my piece. I made one out of a light bulb, but I fucking hate the damn things. Anyone have any good ideas for other tools to smoke with? I have a hot rail setup, and I'm not really into slamming.

[cloudymcspun-blog]

Ugh. . They’re starting to hurt. I quit biting them for like 8 months, too.

[cloudymcspun-blog]

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[violent-delights-violent-ends]

Coping mechanisms

[cloudymcspun-blog]

This.

[cloudymcspun-blog]

Do you ever catch yourself saying something so profoundly meaningful and end up crying over it?

[foreverrwanderlust]

Do you ever realize how badly you’re going to miss a moment while you’re living it? Like wow, these are the good days. I am here and I am happy and I feel alive.

(via foreverrwanderlust)

When I was with my ex, I was so happy, but I knew it wouldn't last. Some nights while she slept, I would brush her hair out of her face and just admire everything about her. I knew those were the good days.

[cloudymcspun-blog]

Day 7. Starting to come more naturally, less forced.