addiction [Theme] Page 2

I stay up all night poems scribbled,
But the flat rhyme, the rhythm disappeared,
As sober and life is.
Why bother with a needle, I cry?

Elderly alcoholics is complete, but the junkies - no.

Feelings are not the best friends of addicts. Good, bad - any feelings.

When there is a desire, you always want to satisfy it, i.e., feel the fun. If a person finds a direct way to obtain pleasure, then it is difficult to abandon it. For example, a drug addict. He gets off quickly and without much fuss. He does not need a lot of work, then buy a ticket and fly somewhere to catch a buzz from sunset on the ocean. And that's what destroys it, not chemistry. The meaning of life consists precisely in these movements towards sunset.

You got into a terrible captivity:
All around the Mirage.
Not to go, not to rise from his knees,
Don't let the formidable guard.

From it stick out really weird. You may become ill. When palluel, stick out even more, but I prefer not to puke, so together we will take a little bit of baking soda. Probably the most important thing in the mescaline - from him horrified.

- What is this place? In General, the brain makes...
- Oh, and good weed: I covered how the bird over a burning plantation... Nobody wants to blow before I dimmed?
- I want! Hey, wait a minute!.. There is simply Paradise!

If you ask the drug addict who decided to stop using drugs, what is he going to replace the narcotic ecstasy, he would be horrified. Too limited a repertoire of things he's getting good. However, when the addict is like six months of "clean", before it opens many new options, the existence of which he simply did not know before.

"I know the way nobody knows how, sniff, fuck, and do not sweat
Around the Fuckers, one I'm a genius. I want the same? Come on money!
What are your doubts? Willingly share their observations.
Feel like getting stronger? Camera breaking in General was awesome!"
That's the idea, die young, Pro*bat life crazy.

Drugs is a tool for people who aren't smart enough to self-destruct without help.

Fiend!
You know?
I am just a fiend.
Not the most pleasant revelation, but to convince yourself otherwise simply useless. This is true. However, you are not going anywhere: first, you are interested in, and then test. Some time passes and all - you are already tightly stuck on barbiture, klanice, the heroine. You kind of think of themselves as unique. A kind of nerd who doesn't care and all bets are off.
And then - fiend.
You are judged by the worst thing in your life, right?

The addict is a schmuck. You're a schmuck. You dose anyone sell: mom, dad, huckster, going to steal, my girl sell.

For the addict, nothing is sacred. He prays the drugs.

I want to bring it started to end and to bring to justice the bastard who sells dope in College. With the active support of friends, I'm almost there. The main thing is to get the authorities to take seriously our opinion. I hope I will be able to survive with dignity.