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The short lived effect of cocaine, at best. Totally not like meth.

40 euros per gram.
Clean pure dope.
Making your bloody fingers and nose numb.
I ain't cold son.
Freezing, you stand, hoping for a change of heart.
Games filled with rage, destructive behavior and such.
Join my army of avengers.
Lost corporate lawyers, do not let lust encompass you train of thought.
Frail, corrupted politicians, do not let greed dictate the future of your sons.
Throwing myself in the rough sea was something that I should not have done in such a young age.
Endless pain, as the personification of loneliness drives you insane slowly.
There is not a single drop of purity left inside this body.
Infested with guilty memories of the past, everyday feels like I have overslept.
No matter what happens, I am there, fucking your mind.
Yet I am asleep.
Can I have a challenge please?
An excuse to use again, or something similar?
Besides I am getting fat hahaha..
Despite my best efforts at the gym, I still eat too much.
I don't really care.
It's fun, you know, being charming, or something.
I really don't find myself charming.
I may find one of my versions as charming, depending of what combination of drugs I consume, if I choose to engage into illegal activities.
It doesn't really matter now.
As long as nobody knows, I can keep getting numb.
A few drinks, and a gram or two, at 65$ for 2 is enough.
Pretty sure I am on the beginning of an overdose right now.
No worries, I know how to handle this.

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