It is 1:46 pm.
I am just waking up.
I am freaking out.
I am out of dope
I am lonely
I want to call that person whom I am so attracted to, but they require money.
I want to call my connect, but he requires money as well.
The apartment is a mess. My friend is snoring on the couch.
A fucking documentary is playing about how the world is all a conspiracy.
I don’t care about that shit.
I just want to get high.
I will find a way to get high today. I just know I will.
If I had that much ambition to go out and succeed,
I wouldn’t just be an addict…I would be…
(to be continued)