Theres always some reason...
Date: Sep 6th, 2008 7:52:16 am - Subscribe
Mood: active
Right now Im wanting to get high again. God, I never thought it would be so hard to quit. In the face of all the people whose demise I watched and the people whose lives I watched go down the toilet. The crackhouses I grew up in and the prisons I would visit my family at. Its all I can think about usually. (it dont make no difference escapeing one last time, its easier than to believe in this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness). I dont think Ill ever get clean. I want to, and I try to. My poor son. I love him with everything I am. If everything in life was simple, it would be simply put, which do you love more, drugs or your son. Thats a silly statement. I hate drugs, I hate being held by the balls. I have blocked everyone online that I know that does them, I deleted everyone in my phone book, I changed my number. But I cannot forget the numbers in my head. All I have to do is make a call and Ill be lit up like the 4th of July. (for all you know, Im just a fool, that just goes to show, you cannot judge a guy just by his crew, your nothing new not hard to replace. Im losing you but Im not losing ground)
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