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Furnace

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Remember in the beginning of "The Empire Strikes B
You thought it was alright to dedicate your lives
to the pursuit of getting high.
Weed, coke, meth, it was all the same to you.
Just another excuse to ignore reality.
Different people for different highs.
Friends one minute,
Fiends the next.
Just let me get out of this endless cycle of hopelessness
without sacrificing
my brain,
my body,
and my morals.
Go ahead, continue without me.
Talk smack about me behind my back.
I don't care,
cause when you're 35,
look back in that mirror called life,
and see what you've got for yourself.
A dirty apartment with rotten furniture and
an unhealthy relationship
where love has been replaced with dependence.
and absolutely no one that will consider you
a "friend".
Fuck you.
[ 17 December 2001: Message edited by: Furnace ]
 
this is really good!!
I have a few "freinds" in this situation and I can even stand being around them cause everything revolves around drugs.now im a fairly regular drug user but when the only topic of conversation is drugs and everything is dirty and theres bent spoons and disposable sharps tubs lying around it gets to be a bit too much.I know how you feel man
 
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