cocaine wexler yuck! 001209 ... Mlle Avril My guitar instructor tells me about his former students, one of whom is (ahem, WAS) a guitarist for a popular alternative band that recently "broke up." He claims that she is a "cocaine fiend" and that she tells him not to use her fingernail clippings for any voodoo rituals. 001221 ... j_blue among other stimulants has a popular following in this modern age among various clicks throughout the_City thankfully we have the lessons of stimulant addicts from decades past, but i still have a problem putting anything up my nose plus i am scared (though i am pretty sure it isnt a problem for me) of addiction plus i attained awareness during nancy reagan's reign, i feel guilty with every drinky and every puff... 001221 ... left wing bird dubya the *sniff* snowman! 001222 ... snowbird the means by which i funded my illicit adventures when i was a boy 001222 ... tourist Think you don't have an addiction problem, lots of Will power. Same here. Touched lots of things, enjoyable things scary things, always could lay them down and walk away. Snorting coke among them. Then one day someone put some crack in a joint we were sharing, and within a week I could tell I was strung out. We'd roll up three each morning, telling ourselves we'd smoke one now, and the rest later in the day. We always ended up smoking all three one after the other, then sit around like happy zombies, unable to motivate our selves to do anything. I had to give up everything that I was doing to get free. Beer, Cigarettes, definitely the pot. But it took an extreme force of will to do it. Crack was the first thing that I ever encountered so strong and so fast to hook me.That direct stimulation of the pleasure center in the brain so that nothing makes you feel happy is devestating. Takes the joy out of life, I'm glad I recognized what was happening fast enough to escape. 001222 ... paste! much like this coffee table, the interstate has many white lines blasted all over it. except when high as fuck, driving like a comet, it appears like one continuous white line. 010430 ... poleah. I still can't smell anything. 010507 ... jane I remember when I snorted coke for the first time. I figured I couldn't get addicted if I only did it once. The next day it was all I could think about, all I wanted. I craved it so much that I had to open up the bag I got it in and scrape out what was left, just so I could get another line. I don't let myself think about it anymore. 010530 ... jesse never done it... 010614 ... nemo painfully addictive white that i'm in love with 010614 ... unhinged in a way it was kind of disturbing to see him chop up the vicodin on the break room table. the lines looked too suspiciously familiar. read: dennys. and my poor poor frank. 010614 ... the line cross over. just suck your bottom lip, it is like kissing a dream come true. 010615 ... to Ah oh yes and ummmmm.... urrrrr.. nervous sure, the story is that I hated my voice but nothin' else! ummmm and your study is close to an atomic bomb and quite close to a time worker, alo quite cloae to a light glisten between glass, and a discovery wall. just a secret 4 me too! Hah what wa that......... sssssssssssss sissy wallet then in it! 010615 ... jane remember when your throat went numb and you had to tilt your head back to swallow? 010618 ... PIPINA. who is you? 010619 ... Norm I'm supposed to do this next summer. I'm gonna lead a cult. I think it'll help. 010826 ... nemo o, how i crave 010922 ... barbiturate i've had thoughts of trying it. i didn't expect to have those kinds of thoughts. 010922 ... lovers lament you pull out your smokes and i see the folded piece of magazine sigh inwardly, guess it's another coke night take inventory of your face, you somehow manage to look more exhausted than yesterday. how is that dear rainman? have you lost sight of yourself so quickly? listen to staind as i roll a joint, all the while wondering just how much you're putting up your nose this time around. maybe i wasn't there for the last little binge, but i'm here now. so what are you doing to yourself? can't sleep, wonder why...why don't you think about this? how many grams have you knocked off today, you think no one noticed? sure, cut me a line... wait a minute. i'm telling you to stop, but i'm getting into it too. so maybe i feel like a hypocrite when i'm concerned for you. as unfathomable as this may be not everything is addictive to everyone, and coke's just not really addicting me. so maybe i have the right to say, hey, slow your roll. because maybe that's all it really is, you just need to be told. break those chains that bind you so tightly. smoke all the pot you want, just no more cocaine nights...at least for awhile. 011101 ... paste! return policy: where do you want to be? 011228 ... ClairE Oh, Bobby. 011229 ... jane psycho groupie cocaine crazy 020321 ... MollyCule sleep may be the enemy but so's another line -placebo 020322 ... jane krystle is gonna get some soon and i think i'm goin in on that just for old times' sake 021014 ... Mistress Q I'm washing away your pain with all my tears. This pain's become mine over the years. Your quiet cries that only I hear. Silently as I drown your fear. I'm cleaning up this mess you made. The stains that just won't sem to fade. The splattered sheets on which you laid. This awful bloody mess you made. I'm dieing to feel you by myside. I'm dieing just so that you cannot hide. I'm dieing for all the times they lied. I'm dieing to feel how it felt when you died. 030430 ... the game When I grow up I want to sell cocaine and cocaine accessories. 030711 ... Tatiana Frost the Snowman. I like using dollar bills. The black construction paper makes it easier to see the dust. Drip, drip, drip. Nice and easy. My friend tells me to turn the baggie inside out and lick it. Mmmm. 030925 ... T yummy when in a blunt 031017 ... Death of a Rose bin there, done that, overated 031017 ... cupcake my mom's boyfriend for a while drank a lot and did cocaine. he was really really mean when he was drunk, and he was even meaner when he was doing cocaine, and when i was staying with them they would keep me up late arguing, and i could hear in my mom's voice that she jsut wanted it to end so she could go to sleep, but he kept yelling. i always listened close, because if he ever hurt her, i would tell my uncle and her boyfriend would go away forever. he didnt, and he stopped doing cocaine almost a year ago, and he doesnt drink as often anymore. he's still kind of mean, but they dont argue like they used to, and im not so scared anymore, it just makes me want to leave. 031017 ... power trip i can't listen to the meaningless chatter in the background of my mind. i only have to make a call, i look and then i find. take me up, i'm going home, don't call me, i'm all alone. 031027 ... Alpha_Shell She was supposed to have submitted her exhibition piece the previous day, but 'events' had transpired to see that this wouldn’t happen, so she'd promised to have it in by 9am the next morning, cutting a very fine line in final preparation time. At 10:45am the next morning, her personal tutor made his way over to our hall, and walking into our room ((the door was open)) surveying the destruction we'd wrought over the past week, said simply “So, I take it the work isn't going to be in on time then...” To which she looked up, dazed, from her foetal position on the floor and replied “What gave it away first? The blood, or the lines of cocaine..." 040207 ... <3 the snow queen 040316 ... people if i could i would.....read your horoscope 040320 ... motorheadbanger I love the cocaine i love the cocaine. mamma..... 040416 ... Manica hello? who sings that song man! "i love the cocaine, i love the cocaine,mamma..." do you know who sings that? i know its just a one hit wonder but it's sooo awesome! plz email me and tell me!!! 040802 ... eklektic im dating a cocaine dealer 041203 ... eklektic ok not really. but we cuddle often. 041203 ... Forming Mind a rush of pain and a rush of subtance. to kill the mind. to kill the eyes. pull away the autumn smell. take the feeling from the hand. running blood, pure crimson streaked sheets. creaking doors and gasping breaths. laughter streaking steamed windows, low voices on low beams. distorted images enrapture vision. let it go. let it live. see the deminsions before you die thinking "if only" and "it was too short." And leave all the what ifs and maybes to the scavengers picking the sidewalk. Curiousity may kill but it brings the most life before the murder. 041212 ... applegirl This is how it should be we will get some first off from a sketchy hooded boy who looks like he's wasting away and then we will go somewhere abandoned i will probably try and get into my role as a junkie and you might think im acting kind of strange because i want to have dark circles on my eyes and so we will fill our noses with dusty chemical highs 041212 ... a thimble in time What are drugs that we should get so excited about? A few hours we feel different. Life seems fuller. But we forget to take the fullness with us. Or maybe we can't because it was never really there to begin with 041212 ... applegirl Fullness is in everything existent or not and so i balance reality with carnivals with sparkly chemicals and jungle forests and make the rest up because life is what you make it up to be and my reality is overflowing vibrantly and i am asphixiated with amazement 041213 ... applegirl ...and by the way the fullness that is there is in every moment there is no end or beginning it is all continuous to think in terms of segmented time is to close off possiblities of thinking like a river 041213 ... Forming Mind And we sill sit across. a white pure line seperating us. rolling dollar bills and clicking credit cards. Our eyes will meet before to smirk And the next seconds will fly by crimson running noses and watery eyes as powder shoots higher and higher. I'll lay back and stare at the ceiling and feel my chest rise with each breath. Seperated hair will shake and feet will dance. We'll look back to remember the night we spent in Jesus's womb. 041213 ... unhinged 'you know i haven't talked to him in almost a year' 'well he's not doing coke anymore' 'i'll believe that when i see it' 041213 ... applegirl and what do people do after cocaine after ride bikes? write stories... paint paintings of girls with gaping mouths and dialated pupils their hair a mess or sip tea long enough to realize we can't be sipping tea when we are being frightful and we will go out and haount people with our funny gaping eyes gaping holes 041213 ... Forming Mind skinny girls with sniffing noses dancing on the slides, and jumping from swings. Pretend to be real when we all know they've seen the underside. The opposite side of real and tangible truths. They giggle and sniff, rubbing mascara from under their eyes. It's changed some say, the way we have grown. But we'll blame it on the barn's spot for lines and the beauty of the world. 041213 ... laced is like being with someone you love 041214 ... 1211 Afghans' Gains Face Big Threat in Drug