A Black Feather, A poison pen... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Memory of Burrough's and Cobain Just finished watching Requiem for a Dream maybe it's the cold, maybe it's the way i've been feeling lately, but after watching it, suddenly it feels almost like the onset of withdrawal, and that was one more of those things i was happy enough to leave in the past, the memory of my body wracked by such intense pain that it served as a better deterrent than any rehab or aversion therapy ever could, it's like i just want to curl in on myself, fetal position and wait for the cramps and spasms to arrive along with this raging feeling like hunger pangs, but i know it won't really happen, i haven't had a significant amount of any opiates in years such a brutal film. such terrible stark beauty, definitely a title to add to the library the sight of harry's rotting arm in the movie reminded me of why i preferred smoking it to any other means of introducing stuff to my system 3:31 a.m. - 2002-12-29 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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