Thats what happens when you are nodding first thing in the day, you start typing but things dont go your way. Wake up out of your heroin dream, your still in the taxi but how long has it been? Long enough to send through half a fucked up post, i didnt push send; it mustve been a fucking ghost. Cause i was still very-very far gone, then got pulled back to reality by a certain song. The tone that says an email i recieved, how the fuck did that happen and who would believe...
'please forgive me, i know not what i do'
Bryan Adams
Lots of thoughts and feelings I was writing down while deep in heroin addiction, this was my therapy maybe even my journal but that’s not important. Juggling addiction, relapse, rock bottom, relationships, recovery, life and death. Inspiring journey about redemption, love, hate, mental instability and maybe even some hope and it rhymes. Laughing, crying, shouting and screaming all raw and uncensored emotions and truths. A love hate relationship with opioids and life but most importantly myself
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Just stumbled upon your blog... Hang in there.
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