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» co-fury: The hell is that bright thing in the sky?

co-fury: The hell is that bright thing in the sky?

» Meth-Cook: Reblog If You’re Still Up Blowing Clouds And Horny Right Now.

» Methodman813: It’s All Fun Getting Spun Till You’re Almost Done And Left With None….If You Can Relate Re-Blog An Re-Up. @Tweakerslut

» Let Me Be Clear. Crystal Clear (Giggity)

» Addiction-N-Depression: &Amp;Lt;&Amp;Lt;&Amp;Lt; Tweaker Nation &Amp;Gt;&Amp;Gt;&Amp;Gt; Time Flys When Your Havin Fun Gettin Spun.the Sound Of Her Tears. And A A Flick Of Her Lighter; Shes Getting High. To Block What’s Inside Her; She’s A Real Fighter Who Chose To Believe;

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» Addiction-N-Depression: Functioning Addict Vs. Non- Functioning Addictwhat’s Worse? Not Being Able To Hold Down A Job Because You Can’t Handle Working And Being Loaded? Or..having A Job And Getting High Because You Need To Afford Your Next High?

» Spunkeybrewster: Wasnt It Like 10 Mins Ago When I Posted Midnight Clouds… Wtf 3 Am Already.

» I Call Meth Pipes ‘Tooters’

» Gaackedupshawty: “I Smoked And Shot Meth All Night, Looking Thru Old Pictures Of You, Wondering If You Think Of Me Too. Now I Cant Sleep, Stuck With The Thoughts Of You While Pretending Everythings Fine Tomorrow.” —

» Wnq-Writers: “Some People Can’t Understand How Depression Can Keep You Bed-Ridden, Or When I Tell Them That Getting Up Fills Me With An Immense Sensation Of “Doom”. Why, You Ask? When I’m In Bed, I Am Nobody. I Am This Skin And These Bones.

» Nicolethedopefiendqueen: “You Meet A Diverse Group Of People When You Do Drugs. It Has A Way Of Catapulting People Into Your Life Who You’d Never Know Otherwise, But Because Of A Common Fondness Of Drugs You Meet.” — Excerpt From My Journal On

» Les-Mots-De-Coeur: “They Call It Ice Because After 1, 2, 3 Lines, Your Blood Runs Cold. You Turn To Skin And Bones, And No Amount Of Layers Will Keep You Warm. You’re Isolated And Mistrusting, And Before It’s Too Late, You’ll Sell Your Soul.

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