Him.

This is that love thing everyone talks about? Something i've experience in standard quality, brought to a new dimension. Love is many things. Lets narrow it down to one: NOVACANE. Novacane is love , novacane is passion, novacane is power, novacane is lust. I fortunately embodied a relationship with novacane. Something innocent and platonic at first. I didnt think too much at this point. First inhale, much impact. It was trip, when I say nothing compared, i mean nothing. Acid, barbituates, marijuana... NOTHING surpassed novacane.

So this is what they call "addiction". Well lets say im not a first time user, but leave it at a full time addict. Novacane gave me every single attribute he wanted to. I was 10 feet tall when novacane was around. But when he left? I became something miniscule. Home-comings were greatly anticipated, &&' withdrawal something dreaded. Second inhale , much happiness.

Me &&' novacane tend to go through the motions. We didnt exactly always get along. Some days there wasnt enough to get me off. Other days there wasnt any at all. Up were exactly within its name. Floating in the sky where time and non existence seemed to overlap. Those ups were novacane at its best. But those downs? Probably the worse of times. But me and novacane never split. We continued our tumultous love affair I inhaled and he supplied me with the best. Im pretty sure it sounds like a dependcy , but in my world? it was and still is bliss. Third inhale, much awareness

So this is what they say when they mean "consistency"
I mean, i had a steady supply of novacane and novacane always knew where to find me. I think at this point i really knew that this had to be something real. Not some type of sappy romantic novella. It was and is real. I could grasp it (in a sense) . Something like the mother and her young. I Saw this affair between me and novacane grow. I witnessed the relationship reach its peak , i nurtured it and cared for it. I vowed to never let it go. I still do. Fourth inhale, much stability

So now im sure we've reached our make or break point. Novacane trying so desperately to keep from other drugs that may come into my system. Too late. Cocaine? I didnt like that too much. Heroin? hated it. Crack? Shit was too intense. I didnt need them other drugs , novacane was my only. I finally realized that  novacane wasnt a drug , its was a state. A state of joy, euphoria, happiness, numbness, love and pleasure. Novacane was anything i wanted it to be.
Fifth inhale, much enlightenment.

Im still with novacane. Forever and always. Novacane gives me sense of wholeness. I know exactly where i should be and what i should be doing when im with novacane. Hes completes the other half of a missing link. Next inhale, much more to come.
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