I want to be gently flicking the barrel of an upright 1ml bd insulin syringe and watch the air bubble travel ever so slowly to the top, it's lackadaisical pace indicating I've got the mix right and this is going to be one deliciously thick shot...then extend my arm and slowly, carefully drive that spike into my cephalic vein. Tug gently on the plunger, watch that deep red eagerly spurt into the barrel....plunge, remove. Stand up straight. Cough. Fuck. Sit down. Bliss.
It's been three weeks methamphetamine...and the fact I've promised myself I can't have you for a few months makes me want you even more.