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How did I get here? What year did I get hooked? I can say it began in 7th/8th grade, but this has been going on much longer. I was born addicted to breathing too hard, kicking, screaming, fighting everything going on around me. I was born addicted to burning. I have always reveled in my own shadow. Been addicted to addictions. Been hooked on the Boogey man and the monsters in my closet. I remember, I was 5, tried to play with my nightmares, but they were playing with my dreams and psyche. I'm in a downwards roller coaster. I swear it was going up, Then again after all the drugs I'm surprised my inner ear has any sense of direction. I've been lost in a hurricane filled with marijuana, amphetamines, all the alcohol you could wish for. Valium, ******* Percocet, acid, shrooms, Ecstacy, Xanax, I've popped pills with no clue of the name. Snorted so many different chemicals I got a nose bleed for 2 hours. and took another bump when the road looked safe. My path of addiction is embedded in my DNA. I swear I was born on fire. I burn through each day, I burn through each moment, I burned through my own brain. Burn out... That's what you call it.
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Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 10:47 AM UTC
Always Addicted
How did I get here? What year did I get hooked? I can say it began in 7th/8th grade, but this has been going on much longer. I was born addicted to breathing too hard, kicking, screaming, fighting everything going on around me. I was born addicted to burning. I have always reveled in my own shadow. Been addicted to addictions. Been hooked on the Boogey man and the monsters in my closet. I remember, I was 5, tried to play with my nightmares, but they were playing with my dreams and psyche. I'm in a downwards roller coaster. I swear it was going up, Then again after all the drugs I'm surprised my inner ear has any sense of direction. I've been lost in a hurricane filled with marijuana, amphetamines, all the alcohol you could wish for. Valium, ******* Percocet, acid, shrooms, Ecstacy, Xanax, I've popped pills with no clue of the name. Snorted so many different chemicals I got a nose bleed for 2 hours. and took another bump when the road looked safe. My path of addiction is embedded in my DNA. I swear I was born on fire. I burn through each day, I burn through each moment, I burned through my own brain. Burn out... That's what you call it.
I'm kind of just uploading everything I've written since I've last been on.
#god#me#oh#addicted#haha#addictions#burn-out
Lostkey
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Lostkey
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 10:47 AM UTC
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