Everyday, in the last few weeks, he had taken more and more, everytime flirting with the overdose, just to supply his addiction.
He had sold everything he had. Gave up everything he had ever loved.
Hidden in a dark alley, out in the cold, he looked at his skin. It was so white it was almost blue with inflated veins, and it was getting more and more covered in scars.
O-O LOVE IT!
RiddlerMiddler 1 year ago 7
Heroin.
That was all he could think about.
Everyday, in the last few weeks, he had taken more and more, everytime flirting with the overdose, just to supply his addiction.
He had sold everything he had. Gave up everything he had ever loved.
Hidden in a dark alley, out in the cold, he looked at his skin. It was so white it was almost blue with inflated veins, and it was getting more and more covered in scars.
He was out of It. It itched. He scrached more.
Trying to shed his skin off.
GregTom2 4 months ago 6