Book: On the needle. Page 3

Sorry I had to wait so long to become human.

The number of friends decreases as the demand for them is growing. This is the opposite, or rather, perverse, arithmetic of life.

Even in the womb of the mother Potato was not a fetus, and a complete set of hidden drugs and personal problems.

Raimi drew with crayons on the wall. He lived in his own world, and this was fine with both himself, and all the rest.

What a bitch you are, Simon, I called him "Simon" instead of "SAI" or "Dead" to emphasize the significance of their words.

His eyes grew to the size of soccer balls and looked at me with hostility, but at the same time pleading - bitter witnesses to my alleged betrayal.

Three teams: women, straight and blue. Blue hunt for straight people - a sort of club bouncers with huge biceps and courage when he was drunk. Straight guys hunting for women who dig the graceful, effeminate homosexual. No one gets what he wants.

Young only the good die.

A potato never hurt anyone, except, perhaps, lung distress, which caused the people of his inclination to release the contents of their pockets, purses and homes. But people attach too much importance to things. They put things superfluous emotions. Potatoes can't blame that society preaches materialism and consumer fetishism.

Tommy sat on very tightly to shirk. No one can control him, but I knew some dudes that were able to adapt to it. I was jumped a few times. Jump off and again - it's like that to go back to prison. Every time I sit in the Slammer, the likelihood that you will be able to change your life decreases. Same thing again when I sit down on the "black". Decreases the likelihood that someday you'll be able to do without it.

This apartment with "varicose veins": it is called so because of the cracked plaster on the walls. Tommy got her out of the lineup. The waiting list was listed fifteen thousand people, but no one wanted to take this apartment. It's a prison. But the municipality is not to blame: the government forces her to sell a good home and a gig to pay the same as Tommy. From a political point of view, it is justified. They do not vote for the government, so why to bother and do something for people who do not support you? As for morality, that is another matter. But what has morality to politics? There everything revolves around money.

It seems like some part Tommy is already dead, and I mourn. Now I realize that death is not an event but a process. Usually people die gradually, incrementally. They slowly wasting away in homes and hospitals or in places like this.

"We're losing them", she thought. After seven years, they will not belong. Then, when you adapt to them, something happens at the age of fourteen. When does heroin, they no longer belong to ourselves. The more heroin, the less Matty.

... the guys do look very strange, these funny, flat bodies and weird heads. As Jane said, it's ugly beings who wear their reproductive organs on the outside. Poor thing!