#lifeedit

you wanna know me? you never shot up in a room where a guy blew his head off, and you’re thinkin’, you’re lucky. because he didn’t get his brains in your dope, or find yourself lyin’ in a pool of puke and crap. well, you didn’t care whose crap it was, because the whole time, you’re thinkin’, you were so sick. all you wanted was to get on and get well. you knew that about me? you think you hit bottom, rick? you have no idea how far down this goes, do you? you think you’re bad? you think you got a demon inside of you? you don’t even know what that means.

I can’t stand what we do to each other down there. But it’s home, and it’s beautiful. Don’t you miss anything? Don’t you miss fresh water or birds or the trees? I like the hum up here. And the air.