I've been craving badly today, and when I get cravings my mind tends to wander. I have very little money at the moment, and this evening I found myself entertaining the idea of robbing someone at an ATM. How simple it would be... to watch them withdraw some cash, rush up behind them, pull out my switchblade, and demand that they hand it over. But then I snapped out of it. I mean, what the fuck was I thinking? I'm trying to get back on the right track - not land myself in a fucking jail cell!
Nice try, meth monster.
Nice try, meth monster.