Keeping up. OMG!!! Staying on top of what people are going through. Who have we connected with and why? For what purpose are we drawn together? At the end of the day: bed, right? So forfeit, forever. Commit to the only fate you have in vocabulary, and believe the word “forever” as a modern meaning. Airport reappropriates the dimensional forgiveness. It’s a necessity for enjoyment. Paging and curiosity. A two-way that never existed, but in a dream. So find a new subscription. Become a nail specialist. End up at a hair salon bought by the mafia. Africa mafia. And considerably Asian, they draw a language in sand so triangles can Ank. Electromagnetism. Dance. Fuck you. Fuck dance.
breaking up
super addicted to
benzodiazepines. spent
5,000 in a few weeks on drugs and don’t remember
making that mix at all
emotional wrecking ball and
completely stopped caring
I realized my teeth were literally
rotting
notified my family, who did nothing
I’ve been sober for [more than a month] now
…continuously sick pretty much
Benzo withdrawals
like the change from
black and white to technicolor in
The Wizard of Oz
a vision almost carved out
of self destruction
hearing the whispers of God
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