(a day in the life)
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How it Werks (not from NA) Blood has dripped on my jeans from poking around in my arm with a needle that started out sharp. The dope that fills the syringe is close to clotting the rig, which will send me into a panic. It is becoming harder with each attempt to hit a vein to see if I’m registering. It’s not that I don’t have any veins, I got fucking pipelines. Only they have scarred and have harden as a result making a clean hit difficult. Even though I’m not able to get a clean tap into the shipping lane that delivers salvation straight to my soul. Each attempt that I take a little blood enters the rig, clouding and thickening the elixir I purchased with funds that would send me to prison. If it were to be discovered, how I got them. I pray the blood doesn’t clot, because it will render the dope useless,if I can’t inject it. I try an old favorite, that had quit working on me a month ago. Hopefully, that month was long enough for the fuck...