this is your job description as "disiple of meth" you will be a missonary touring poverty, death,bending decaying minds, rotting, insanity, violence, perversions beyond your power to understand, that will steal your soul away and leave you as hollow inside as a meth mobile, just a brainless bottom feeder going around yearing, needing, desiring METH baybee! running on meth, and stopping, spuddering and choking, dying...with out it.
You will spend all your time wanting, and hoping to get METH. ....You won't get a home,it's cool, it's not important, neither are relationships, dreams, education, career, relaxing, dopamine, nothing else will be within your reach. ......besides meth!....and getting some more!
as long as you got meth, that's all you gotta worry about. What your personal limitations are will decide how willing you are to get METH! REMEMBER you get METH ONLY!!! NOTHING ELSE!
You will get plenty of it, so HAVE FUN! ....go fast!
Do one for me!
......crunch into a shard for me!.. yummy! you shake, freeze up, get a whiskey face, and shiver all over to the tips of your nipples, and clench your teeth and jaw.
I fukin'LOVE/ED speed so much. ............It was the LOVE of my LIFE!
........I LOVED the taste of it!
I've fukin' eaten it off floors! ....bathroom floors!
I usta eat it, snort it and smoke it!
........a couple of times... when my connection changed batches, sometimes it was stronger than I thought, I ate too much, and had to puke, ...... VOMITED in a cup, saved it, and drank it later!
you can't say I'm not loyal to my drug. ...I loved it, and i did anything for it, I did'nt fuk for it, and I considered it very carefully, over quitting. ....but I chose my soul. ....belive me I sold EVERYTHING else...or LOST it! I hocked, pawned, sold, stole, lied, borrowed, begged, bartered, got fronts ....
LAID down my WHOLE LIFE! to honor it.
I gave it my all. .............and it never did anything for me, but make me retarded.
....I can't even use the experiance to keep you from being another victim of a dirty trick.
........just so you know.
you can't beat the clock.
"Look out you rock n' rollers! ........pretty soon now you gonna get older!"
-----bowie
I'm not telling you to quit! .....be the best drug addict you can be! see rock bottom!
I'm just saying with out trying to sway you in either direction.
you can have ANYTHING YOU WANT.
...just not EVERYTHING.
you must choose what you will spend you time on in this life.....and you only have so much availible time.
like,
... imagine we are in a big supermarket (life). and you have a certain amount of money to spend there (Time)
......you have to pick something you really want, because that's what you'll spend all your time on. .....you could learn to be an interior decoratar, or photographer,or a speed freak.
speed freak is real.
you learn alot in your choosen field about survival, trust, psychosis, whelps, fever blisters...
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it's like a perk you get for being retarded, you get this overwhelming feeling of well being that breaks when the speed runs out.
obviously when the spell is lifted and you are on a dung heap.. .....you go back to the dealer and turn your dung heap to gold again.
you think it spins straw into gold. ....but then, it's only you, who could see the straw was gold when it's all over. .....and it never was.
The sad thing is how much you LOVE it. ....it's your best friend, it cures loneliness, gives you strenghth and confidence, viverent energy, ideas, and beauty at first.
you love it, and it loves you and you will always have crystal to hold you when things get bad.
I remember thinking flat out, I'll go see my best friend.
and while you are loving it, it is robbing you. .....it takes all your money, strength, natural ability to feel joy, you, what you stand for, and belive in to your core... ...you throw it all away and put all your faith in whats good and true to YOU. like following manson...
"charlie is jesus" ....yeah right.
...but its deep. even charles manson's momma still thinks he was framed.
....we defend, protect, cover, and are extremely loyal.
we jumps thru hoops like trick poodles and smile back at it ....it says... you gotta do more.
it's the most hardcore brainwashing, scam, lie, hoax, slap in the face betrayal there is.
we stay with it for YEARS. ....we build our life around it.
we love it, we're married to it. it's like we are in this group that was screwed over by the same con artist. ...and the mothers whose chidren fell into a cult. like jim jones.
it whispers the same promise in all of our ears and falls short.
it gives us an edge on the world. ....but soon the entire universe has the edge on you.
and speed laughs in your face and says...
you poor fool.
I feel like my best friend threw me out of the car I picked it up in. .....and I just woke up beaten, and alone on the highway
PLEASE STOP!...it's a trap! ........I'm fuking screaming this to you from hell!
Every single time you do speed, you are paying for it in natural well being.
I wanna die ...I wish it killed me.
one more run for me? I might get the guts to pull that trigger.
you are ruining your life, I did it already. .....please don't do it too.
....If you're there, you are'nt here.
when you get here, you'll see what I mean and it'll be to late.
when you've seen the things meth has to show you. ....you won't belong in the "normal" world.
then come see me.
The thrilling ride you are on.... ....we took it too!
...but it's dark, and you are unable to see what's really happining,to you.
you are in a bucket on the way to a hell, you can't imagine. ....you will lose everything you ever cared about, you'll become self absorbed, greedy and secretive,psychotic,paraniod, scattered, sketchy, obbsessive-compulsive, repetative behaivior, it will captivate you and blind you while....
.............the new personality bores a place in your brain and starts to rot it out... how far you decide to fall will determine the extent of your damage. ......if you stop now, (and we know you won't,.... and furthermore we'll know the outcome before you ever guess what hit you) when you finally are unable to support your habit, you'll be faced with selling your soul or not. ...you'll either have sex for it. or quit. you'll never be right again...you ability to recieve pleasure naturally, your ability to feel joy....will be lessened. it gets your dopamine. ....the demon eats it all, and lives in your head instead.
........the demon will never go away.
I have a bad demon tied to a chair in the rotten part of my brain that stays forever. that demon, is greedy, self absorbed, sketchy, unable to hold a job.
none of those things are me.
this drug is like a lover you are completely in love with, deeply and you belive it loves you.
it will betry you... while the important people in your life beg you to leave, you can't see how bad he's fuking you. it lies, it steals, it makes your loved ones stand by helplessly as they watch you rot to death and go insane.
METH DESTROYED OUR ABILITY TO ENJOY LIFE AT REGULAR SPEED.
WE DON'T FEEL GOOD WHEN WE DO IT ANYMORE!
WE DON'T FEEL GOOD WHEN WE DON'T!
WE MISSED SO MANY EVENTS OF OUR LIVES AND LET A TWEAKER REPRESENT US! ....SOON PSYCHOTIC TWEAKER!
IT WILL HAPPEN!
METH DOES'NT LOVE YOU ANYMORE THAN IT LOVED US!
IT LIED! IT SAID IT LOVED US TOO!
IT WAS MY BEST FRIEND ...and now I look like I lost my best friend.
I love meth, but only about once every 2 years or less and only as part of a structured event or occasion. That shit would drive my heart into revolt if done more often than that. It's the same with LSD but acid does far less damage. Meth is everywhere but i wish I could get my hands on some good LSD.
Thank christ there is no Meth available in this area, or I'd be twitching in the gutter. I love my speed, and have only been able to do meth twice. I stick with the prescription stuff (Adderall, Dexedrine, Vyvanse), but not voluntarily.
It struck me as very dangerous because it felt so damn great, it was the only drug that I tried for the first time and instantly thought I NEED MORE NOW and did anything to get it. But, the one person who had it lost contact with me.
