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I will never be this beautiful again “I think I'm getting fat. Do I look fat to you? A little jowly, maybe? I swear it looks like my belly is sticking out. Like Marlon Brando. Do I look like Marlon Brando?” I will never be this beautiful again “Or maybe I'm too thin. Christ, I can't tell. I know I feel
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I will never be this beautiful again “I think I'm getting fat. Do I look fat to you? A little jowly, maybe? I swear it looks like my belly is sticking out. Like Marlon Brando. Do I look like Marlon Brando?” I will never be this beautiful again “Or maybe I'm too thin. Christ, I can't tell. I know I feel like shit but I look fuckin' good, don’t I? Clean shirt, clean pants. Well, sort of clean anyway.” I will never be this beautiful again “When you forget to take off the tourniquet, before you pull out the needle you can spray your blood; all over the wall; all over the couch; All over the table.” I will never be this beautiful again “I have this one copy of the big book. It is is literally covered in little drops of blood that sprayed from my arm like a fountain.” I will never be this beautiful again “You gotta mix the cocaine in just right. You can't have too much. That would be bad. Too little is worthless. But just right is, just right.” I will never be this beautiful again “Cocaine's expensive, though; two hundred bucks, three hundred bucks a day. Every day. What have I got to sell worth that kind of money?” I will never be this beautiful again
Max Mundan, Death Trip 95
© David Rutter 2014
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I will never be this beautiful again “I think I'm getting fat. Do I look fat to you? A little jowly, maybe? I swear it looks like my belly is sticking out. Like Marlon Brando. Do I look like Marlon Brando?” I will never be this beautiful again “Or maybe I'm too thin. Christ, I can't tell. I know I feel like shit but I look fuckin' good, don’t I? Clean shirt, clean pants. Well, sort of clean anyway.” I will never be this beautiful again “When you forget to take off the tourniquet, before you pull out the needle you can spray your blood; all over the wall; all over the couch; All over the table.” I will never be this beautiful again “I have this one copy of the big book. It is is literally covered in little drops of blood that sprayed from my arm like a fountain.” I will never be this beautiful again “You gotta mix the cocaine in just right. You can't have too much. That would be bad. Too little is worthless. But just right is, just right.” I will never be this beautiful again “Cocaine's expensive, though; two hundred bucks, three hundred bucks a day. Every day. What have I got to sell worth that kind of money?” I will never be this beautiful again
Max Mundan, Death Trip 95
© David Rutter 2014
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I will never be this beautiful again I think I'm getting fat. Do I look fat to you? A little jowly, maybe? I swear it looks like my belly is sticking out. Like Marlon Brando. Do I look like Marlon Brando? I will never be this beautiful again Or maybe I'm too thin. Christ, I can't tell. I know I feel like shit but I look fuckin' good, don’t I? Clean shirt, clean pants. Well, sort of clean anyway. I will never be this beautiful again When you forget to take off the tourniquet, before you pull out the needle you can spray your blood; all over the wall; all over the couch; All over the table. I will never be this beautiful again I have this one copy of the big book. It is is literally covered in little drops of blood that sprayed from my arm like a fountain. I will never be this beautiful again You gotta mix the cocaine in just right. You can't have too much. That would be bad. Too little is worthless. But just right is, just right. I will never be this beautiful again Cocaine's expensive, though; two hundred bucks, three hundred bucks a day. Every day. What have I got to sell worth that kind of money? I will never be this beautiful again
Max Mundan, Death Trip 95
© David Rutter 2014
Purchase my book, “JUNKIES DIE ALONE” on Amazon or iTunes.
Death Trip 95
I will never be This beautiful Again I think I'm getting fat Do I look fat to you? A little jowly, maybe? I swear it looks like my belly Is sticking out Like a starving Cambodian child Or maybe I'm too thin Christ, I can't tell I know I feel like shit But I look fuckin' good Clean shirt, clean pants Well, sort of clean anyway I will never be This beautiful Again There is this thing Where, when you forget To take off the tourniquet Before you pull out the needle You can spray your blood All over the table All over the wall I have this one copy Of the big book You know, Alcoholics Anonymous? Their book. Yeah, that one That is literally covered In little drops of blood I will never be This beautiful Again You gotta mix the cocaine in Just right You can't have too much That would be bad Too little is worthless But just right is Just right Cocaine's expensive, though Two hundred bucks, three hundred bucks A day Every day What have I got to sell Worth that kind Of money? I will never be This beautiful Again © David Rutter 2014 Visit me at http://www.maxmundan.com/
