Showing posts with label addiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label addiction. Show all posts
Monday, March 14, 2011
Pity the Joy Man
WHO IS IN A MESS? Not me. Not.I glanced over the bullshit I have written over only FOUR DAYS.Did I really think it showed strength of character to kill myself? Why do I say these things.Then I want to switch to a drug I know will make me suffer. While it makes me cleaner. Subutex is amazing. But only for those truly ready to be clean.Now I want to be a poet (and don't I know it).Today I am
Saturday, March 12, 2011
My Special Tonkie Plan
I HAVE A SPECIAL PLAN. I'm in a good mood now and planning my future. My DRUG-FREE FUTURE. YES A FUTURE WITH NO MORPHIA, NO METHADONE NO NARCOTIC SUBSTANCES.See I feel hypomanic enough without needing shitty drugs to bring me up here. Why am I hypomanic? Because I scored methadone on the street a while ago and indulge tonight in an extra dose. [A tiny dreg that I had extra, not a whopping huge
Labels:
addiction,
bipolar,
buprenorphine,
clean,
clinic,
crack,
depression,
detox,
diary,
ecstasy,
heroin,
hyper,
illness,
mania,
methadone,
psychiatry,
schizoaffective,
speed,
subutex,
withdrawal
Sour Saturday!
DONCH' ALL LOVE MY LEMON TREE? If you want to see some wondrous colourful birdies go one post below. Two of the pictures are purloined from my Aussie friends' back gardens. Baino and Bimbimbie live along the Eastern Coast of Aus where rainbow lorikeets flap about in profusion.Last night I was up until past four. I was intending to stay up to go to the chemist then languish unconscious all day.
Labels:
addiction,
bipolar,
clinic,
depression,
doctors,
hyper,
schizoaffective,
sleep
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