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Cheers Papaversom, were all obsessed mate, Ive just spent a year turning my life around completely, but of course none of it was ever good enough for the woman she just couldnt let it go, she fucking broke my heart last year and because I love her unconditonally (what other kind of love is there?) it was no trouble when she came crawling back to welcome her with open arms. Shes spent the last year getting wined and dined, and holidayed, a thousand quids worth of christmas presents, I loved it cos I love her and i love treating her. Unfortunatley all I got for christmas in return from her was a black eye with (most of her anti heroin rants towards me were fulled by alcohol and physical violence) so I finnally got fed up with the constantly moving goalposts and went running for the tooter. Within hours shed managed to spin her propaganda to just about all of our friends who instantly ostrascised me so with no girl of my dreams, no freinds, no plan, and no self respect left at all it was essential that I had to start living up to my name again as the degenerate junkie fucking loser that I've tried so hard not to be. Still, cant blame anyone else for my own choices, im just annoyed at how shes put me in a position where such choices are too easy to make. Took about 10 days of constant use before I was rattling, which is comical considering how crap the kit is. Ive never accepted a methadone prescription tho, I will take it from time to time in one off doses to hold me but I always was and i am still determined never to be a slave to opiate maintainance treatment. I just smoked the last 2 bags I had in the house, im at work at 7am after which I have 2 weeks annual leave wich I intend to put to good use. Should be feeling quite poorly come hometime tomorow, so im going to get comfortable, and start my summer batman consumption while I rattle the shit out over the next few days. Im no at all apprehnsive about this, the gear ive been taking the last fortnight has been so weak i believe that that dealers have unwittingly put me through a gradual reduction anyway and due to the general shitness of the quality I can see the w/d period being alot more managable than those from previous occasions. I have plenty of weed, loads of diazepam, clonazepam and lorazepam and as I said - the magic ingrediant _ BATMAN. With no mates or any life to speak of I have decided to immerse myself in the world of the caped crusader in anticipation of the new Chris Nolan film in July. I have the entire animated series torrented ready to watch as soon as the rattle starts kicking in hard, and I have restarted playing Arkham Ayslum on me XBOX and I have an Unopened PS3 copy of Arkham City to crack on with as soon as thats done. Im off to crete for a week next friday, and by the time I return Amazon should have supllied me with Blu Ray copies of all 6 Warner Bros. feature films which i will treat myself to one a week up untill the release of TDKR in july. June 3rd sees the return of legendary rave Quest to Wolverhamptons biggest venue, so as well as my bedroom bound comic book geekdom I shall be tracking down some ecstasy tablets and I have plans to dance the summer away while im still just about young enough not to look like one of those burnt out weirdos that I have spotted at these events over the last 18 years.
Who needs people when you can put so much effort into suiting oneself