Blue-black, clogged, and clotted, a doll lay on the floor, cracked and broken. Not a syringe to spare could save her despair, and they kept powdering her nose, but only the mirror knew β where she truly went when looking inward. Bleeding out, razorblades and poison kisses made her the essential cadaver mistress.
Based from a woman I knew in college who wound up addicted to drugs and being pimped out until she eventually overdosed one day. Still think about herβ¦wish the rehab and support worked.