September 26th, 2001

Ceci n'est pas une personne.

(no subject)

I admit it. I'm addict. But the withdrawl is so harsh, and so binding that I can't hellp it. It's so subconscience that I can't help be always go for a hit. I've been told that I even dose in my sleep. It's a sad, sad state of affairs. But I need to come out. I must confess. This oxygen stuff, I swear, I would die without it. (What the hell did you think I was talking about? ;) )