Overdose seems like fun but looks pretty scary. I watched a man I used to buy weed from die from a heroin OD when I was 16. I couldn't tell if he was dying happy or fighting to live. I'll never forget hearing who I assume was son sort of lover of his scream "I told him not to take it, I told him it was too much;". Either way suicide, tempting as it is, is one pansy ass bitch way to go. I hope you're only joking. But if you're not, I get the appeal. RIP, Rodney. I think that was his name. I always thought it was a weird one, at least for a hippie.
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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc
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