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hydrocodone, its like the ice broke and now i'm in the depths of the murky swamp. i am in a morning bleary eyed slumber, still. my head is pounding and i can barely move. its the aftermath of all that euphoria, i suppose; three little happy pills. i need a cigarette. yesterday we smoked 17, and now we have nothing.
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Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 2:04 AM UTC
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hydrocodone, its like the ice broke and now i'm in the depths of the murky swamp. i am in a morning bleary eyed slumber, still. my head is pounding and i can barely move. its the aftermath of all that euphoria, i suppose; three little happy pills. i need a cigarette. yesterday we smoked 17, and now we have nothing.
found this from a little bit ago.
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Jan 24, 2014 at 2:04 AM UTC
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