alive but barely

Its been a while. I've crossed over to being a real junky now, its not cute anymore.

I hope that other people get this addiction thing faster than I did, this shit is real and it is fucking destructive in à way I couldn't previously commprehend. I live under a freeway in Oakland in a tent where I slam meth and black tar heroin into my femoral vein (but not before popping a fist full of benzos!). I hallucinate on a daily basis that my friends are trying to kill me (that's meth!) and I got hep c at least.

All I can say is LEGALIZE HEROIN. Its the only solution I can see.

 

Z, I have been asking about you forever. While the above is not what I would ever wish for you, I can only breathe a huge, huge sigh of relief that you are alive. I only know you through your art really and a few exchanges on here. But your art knocked me off my feet. You have your eyes, you have your brain and heart and those two talented hands. Create. It's all we are really here to do.

 

This was a sad read. I really hope things come together for you in 2016.

Good luck