and i forget just why i taste…

injectionwhat an insidious little ode that boldly declares heroin makes me happy! are you not convinced that if not asleep at the wheel, then no one is there at all? alas, is not revolution by definition setting into motion those who don’t know by convincing them they do? is it hardly surprising that while jesus awaits to return to never stop throwing up over what is done in his name that the author provocateur alternatively decided the best course of action was to smoke steel? unfortunately the masses vicarious assent of “me too” to that which it does not know yields predictable results while few latch on to the sentiment “i think i’m dumb”…

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