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Look at this crack isn't it sweet? My secret drug stash is now complete. Wouldn't you think
that I OD almost every day? Look at these salts, my reasoning faults, going zombie as
a default. While I am eating your face, you would think, she's gone crazy. I got ***
and *** aplenty. I got *** and morphine galore. You want ecstasy? I got plenty, but
who cares, no big deal. I want more! I wanna be where the LSD is. I wanna see, I want to
see them snorting. Smoking that joint, what's that stuff called again? Weed! Huffing that
paint, you don't get too high. Speed is for the average junkie! Make those deals in the,
what's that word again? Alley! Up where they smoke, up where they snort, up where they
inject their veins for sport. Writhing on the floor, still wanting more, I'm a drug ***.
What would I do for an eight ball? What would I pay for a day high off of crack?
Betcha rehab doesn't understand and they reprimand all my drug habits. Brand new druggie, needs
more money, or he's the mob's man! I'm ready to go find my all time low. Drink all that whiskey and get super wasted.
What's everclear and why does it what's the word? Burn! When's it my turn? Wouldn't I love, love to pharm my way up above?
Everyone's high. I might just die. Don't tell my mom!
Emily and Felicia