Sick Truth...

Sick Truth...

I swear the feeling of the needle going into your vein and seeing the blood rush up is just as satisfying and addictive as the drug itself

I still love you...

I don’t know what’s more amazing to think about; the idea that I fell in love with someone like you or the fact that after all this time and all that we’ve been through, I still do.

" She's a tornado with pretty eyes and a heartbeat. "

As I watched the dope draw up into the needle, I watched any hope I had left disappear inside that syringe. I’m hopelessly addicted...

Mixed Signals

These mixed signals I get from you, will be the end of me