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Self medication

by @aidan-bentley-carter

they say dont self medicate but i cant keep living this way cant take all the anger and hate drifting around getting lost in the gray. would a cigarette be a real devastation? Then theres all forms of self mutilation i could always drown my uneasiness with bottle after bottle of 60proof queasiness theres all sorts of remedies in prescription form theyll make you feel happy and ecstatic and warm or theyll make everything fuzzy and drag you down low give your head an awful sort of chemical blow theres so many options theyll make me feel great take away the bad feelings coerce my mood to elevate
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