HEY DEALER


DARKNESS, DECEPTION, ENDLESS DEPRESSION,
THE DESCRIPTION OF MY LIFE.

DEPER I CRAWLED IN,
ENJOYING MY PROGRESSIVE DEMISE.

CHAOS...THE ORDER OF THE DAY.

THE GRATTITUDE I OWE DRUGS.

MAYBE I FINALLY FRIED THAT OBSESSIVE PART OF MY BRAIN...
AND WHO KNOWS WHAT ELSE.

I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE TRANQUILITY...

HEY DEALER....HIT ME.




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