Monster, Monster

Supernovas Could Never Bring Me Down

from my high high place. I craved the energy i got, the slight paranoia, the racing in my heart and my head. The walk home took a lot longer than usual with the distorting of my memory. When I finally reached home sweet home; Patricia was asleep, and Autumn was still gone. I went to my room, locked the door and crawled into bed hoping to rest my heavy eyes. unfortunately it didn't work out that way.

See, weed makes you tired. It makes you hungry, makes you experience the greatness of the cliff's edge. But, cocaine was so much better. It kept you awake, alert, and fully focused. With how much i had snorted, i wasn't going to be sleeping for a long time.