Title - Rolling

[24hr Roll]

I smell of stale cigarettes and old beer, my mind is in a haze and I don't want it to get clear. I have some work to do, and I don't want to do it. I am stuck in this trance of seeing no point to it. What does it all mean when you lose yourself in harmony and then you come down to see, life isn't kind in reality. I love my highs, they keep me from suicide. I love my life, it makes me hit right. I stand so tall, I feel like a million bucks, when on those drugs I could touch the clouds, I could be a millionare in a great big house, worshipping my clientel.
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-Judge me for who I am, not as you wish to use me.-

 

[Burgundy Buddha Lady]

part of doing drugs is coming down off of them! some people get severely depressed and it takes them awhile to snap out of it. i know when i crashed after a binge i felt like it was the end of the world. i just wanted to go back to that high and partying with all my friends. but unfortunately "the high" can't last forever! so you have to take the good with the bad!!! all i can say is try to sleep it off and nurish yourself properly!
~you gotta come down to get back up!!!!!!!
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believe in yourself to be true and let your instincts guide you