Sunday, 27 May 2012

Digging deep

Digging around in your arms with a needle looking for a vein: blood running everywhere, it looks hectically bad but physically no pain. The only thing your experiencing is anxiety and achining form head to toe, you actually dont care how but into your body this shit has to go. Would really be pissed if i cant find a vein and miss this fucking hit, that would really be the most fucked up thing ever - like that would be it...
I also suppose after a while you get quite used to not hitting the spot, cause theres only certain deep blue trenches in your arms where you can still actually draw some blood. And im not even talking about lots just this 'old faithfull' vein which gives you a minuut and tiny blood stream: and if any sane person would see you stick a needle in that purple and blue ditch they'll fucking scream...
I mean this completely fucked up, bruised and torn vein is like a no-go zone and completely taboo: But sometimes a mans gotta do what a mans gotta do? If you get tired of sticking yourself full of holes with no luck, then eventually you find yourself scratching around in that no-go zone and the only thought on your mind youre is: 'FUUUCK!'. You dumb cunt you really shouldnt even be touching it never mind stick a needle in that spot at ALL? Sadly an addicts mentally doesnt even see the bigger picture and would rather lose a arm than go through withdrawel...

'Come on ogre, and do the twist, ahhhh haaaa ogre do it, and have a fit, ahhhh haaaa come on ogre, and shoot the shit ahhhh haaaa Love you so much, it makes me sick ahhhh haaaa'

Nirvana - Aneurysm

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