How will I ever get out of this Labyrinth?

Kayla.
New Mexico.
Travel.
Drugs.
Sunshine.
Wanderlust.
String instruments.
Other pretty words and things etc.

Anonymous asked: Is it weird that today... I thought I was the only one in the world who felt they literally are so far deep into their addiction quitting is no longer an option, because using is almost like breathing, involuntary and vital for me to get through everything oh and apparently my ex best friends death wont even tear me down. Im a monster? I presume.

You aren’t a monster. I promise. 

I’m glad we aren’t alone at least. We’re just so fucking helpless though. Jesus Christ. I just, I don’t even know anymore.

Almost fucking dying can’t even make me stop shooting up.

What happened to us vowing to slow down? To give it a break for at least a little while?

What a joke. We’ve been blasting just as much, if not more, than we were.

I’m just…I’m so scared. I can’t stop.

It would be one fucking hell of a miracle if I didn’t have Hepatitis C.