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Butts are the only thing you hit to show how much you like them (source)
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how many times do i have to tell you! before you can test for your muppet license, you need to get your learner's kermit
Why you get high
It was like this: You are nothing but a useless floating body in the infinite space around this rock. Those who meet you do not truly see you and those who truly see you wish they had never met you. The high is supposed to numb the pain but you still feel it. So you take more, hoping that maybe if you take enough you might pass out or die. In the process you do end up forgetting everything you wanted to. It all falls below the surface and you're left with a pathetic version of the sober you. But it doesn't matter. As long as you can eventually forget all the shit you keep snorting the oxy. You keep over medicating and you keep trying to rationalize irrational anxiety. At one point you will break. This becomes a cycle. The cycle becomes your life and your life becomes unbearable. You find yourself in this space of time forced to get help you no longer can give yourself. You find out that you will go to any lengths to recreate that euphoric sense of forgottenness. So there are more pills, more smokes, more cups of coffee, more sleepless nights, and sleep filled days.
my kink is shoplifting while high on crystal meth
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If a man has no legs, and in a wheelchair and is also on the run is he still considered on the run?
No it's considered a hot wheel pursuit!
without makeup i look like a meth addict
But than again, I am one soooo
“You see, death doesn’t happen to you, it happens to everyone around you, okay? To all the people left standing at your funeral, trying to figure out how they’re gonna live the rest of their lives now without you in it.”
—
Stiles, Teen Wolf
This is what keeps me going.
“I’ve never stopped loving someone I wasn’t forced to. I don’t get bored with people or fall out of love… I don’t crave excitement or traverse ever expanding social circles… if we are close then you’re one of a select few and I’m content with the status quo pretty much indefinitely. My head is never turned by someone better looking, my opinions are never swayed by someone more charismatic and my affections are never bought by someone’s wealth… so if I distanced myself from you emotionally it was because you were hurting me over and over until my back was to the wall and I was left with no other option… Because I’m the kind of person who only ever stops feeling when it hurts too much and my forgiveness has long since run out. Even then, it has always been a gruelingly painful process of systematically shutting down the emotional connection layer by layer for my own protection until there was nothing left; not hate, not anger, just… nothing. So if you didn’t see it coming then you should have because it takes time to build walls and shut people out… And if you’re hurting then I’m sorry but the simple fact is that if you’re on the outside I didn’t put you there… you did it to yourself.”
— Ranata Suzuki
Things I Learned from being a Drug Addict
- How to flee an area fast
- How strategic partnerships work
- Overcoming a fear of needles
- Solubility rules and loads of chemistry
- How to stay safe
- How to help someone who has overdosed
- How business works (scared money won’t make money)
- How to hide things in very clever hiding spots
- How to trust people/How to not trust someone but not let them know
- How to say no
- How to cover tracks or other scars/discolorations
- Learning more about yourself/ your friends
- Exploring religions/conspiracy theories
-Getting the cold/flu just doesn’t bother you because nothing compares to withdrawal.
(This is in no way glorifying drug use, only me sharing my ideas and knowledge I’ve acquired through my addiction battle)
Please feel free to add to the list!
Truth. - how to get out of most any situation possible.
you wanted to erase me as if I never existed, would that make you happy? if I just disappeared? if I just sunk below the water and never returned to the surface for air?
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Lucy Molly MaryJane , If it’s not Tina it’s not my game Xanie addy Vicky too You using her or she using you?
Crystal,Tina, oh crystina you mean? I blow clouds like a teapot blows steam Ashamed nor proud,Even though it may seem
Before I lived in boredom, Now they say I’m brave I don’t wanna be that person again—Quiet, well behaved Don’t be sad, it’s not half bad— digging your own grave Think of all the glass you’d get for all the money that you saved So I packed the pooks—not very fat.. With every fuck I ever gave
Crank, speed, glass , scante, scooby, tweak, The sun thinks he has paid time off , cuz it’s been lit like this for weeks
Damn, I need a fucking stoge, one after another Add it to the list of things I’m hiding from my mother Everything you say is wrong, cuz my worlds been rediscovered Stop saying Tina’s abusing me Can’t you see we love each other?
“Crackhead” you called me ? Tweakers the preferred term Shaky eyes and hands stick out, twacked out its confirmed First times always free, It’s guaranteed you’ll return Everything they taught you not to, can so easily be unlearned
(I wrote this over the course of my second or third week of endless twack which is still going strong 😬 that’s horrifyingly awesome to me)
You will never be able to escape from your heart. So it’s better to listen to what it has to say.
Paulo Coelho (The Alchemist)
Escaping reality or just living in hell!?
My co-worker asks me today, "why is it all these young gorgeous woman like yourself getting into hard drugs and not doing anything with their lives?" I told him we enjoy the chaos. But for me, now that I think about it. That's not why I do the things I do. Today I do these things to escape reality. But, is it really escaping when I feel like being high is my true reality? Or am I just living in hell?