cold nights & warm drugs

now i look up and see my face in the mirror: if i could only kill the man who killed the man ~Charles Bukowski

[eastcoast-powder]

Time to flood my opiate receptors

[der-eremitw]

There's nothing in this world that compares to opiates. Once you open that door there's no going back.

Let the warmth consume you.

[der-eremitw]

Damn, 200 notes is kinda crazy tbh. Seems like i've hit home for many people with this one.

Thank you guys! :)

[worldsawayfrompeep]

[neurvo]

[der-eremitw]

It's never 'wow i'm x weeks sober, i'm so proud of myselfe.'

And always 'wow i'm x weeks sober, the dope will hit soooo good next time.'

[unitedstatesofamanada]

opiates

no matter where you are or what you are doing, the moment it hits you, it’s like, the love of your life is there, wrapping you in the warmest, fluffiest, most comfortable blanket

[sofiasgreatadventure]

Heroin heroin heroin heroin heroin heroin heroin heroin heroin heroin heroin heroin heroin heroin

I can’t forget how unbelievable it felt to stop breathing and just floating away

There is nothing I want more than heroin but I can’t.

[twotheleft]

[deadly-danaid]

"The morphine is plugged into my veins, a hot solution that starts in my neck and trickles down, consuming the pain to replace it with a comatose like repose."

Moka Lynn, A cure for the pancreas

[pixiewh1msy]

I’ve been thinking too much, I’ve been thinking too much

[strangerintheblur]

the good old days

[healydanes-deactivated20200927]

Matty Healy // Paris

[wastedjackpot]

[der-eremitw]

Goddamn Bukowski, you bastard caught me off guard. Haven't cried like that in years.

[eastcoast-powder]

She’s an angel with track-marks

[xpitypartyx]

my heart is aching for heroin, i feel so nauseous without that comfort despite knowing it will be my demise

[f4llen-4ngel]

On that good shit