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opium
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birdmad
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the inhalation into my lungs and all through my senses the memory of "wasted" youth and hours spent chasing_the_dragon and hallucinations and fucking in dangerous places before i came to the mistaken conclusion that it was better to look for one than to have all
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fairydust
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she snuck onto the merchant boat one day,spent months in the dank, grungy cabin until they finally reached China. there she she wore a red silk dress and danced for the emperor. the emperor of china invited her to enjoy his opium with him,and so they did on satin cushions.
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splinken
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if these are the salad days, those were the cake days. back when i was fourteen, back in the cake days, i knew this kid who made a lot of money one weekend selling opium. as it turned out, the opium was fake. i had heard of a lot of fake weed stories--it's easy to pass oregano off as something else if you're selling it to some hep-cat fifteen-year-old subarbanite. but fake opium? now that's using the old noggin.
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startfires
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blue like water blue like heaven is all of the time i'm all right i'm just gagging on all the allright i'm so happy so happy i'm in heaven yeah heaven mom mom oh the season's come for opium
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Sitting here all alone, The harsh white light dialating my tired eyes, and I take in your words, written in that pen so distinctly yours. I miss that smell of your room. (and that damn creaky piece of funiture) I wonder: do I actuallly take you for granted or am I just being me for wondering? I have all these great plans of how to surprise you by being there. But fuck them for not making themselves come true! I need you here. I'm weak without you in my arms. (it's times like this, taht if I didn't have you, I would throw myself into traffic.)
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deb
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i'm addicted, i admit but to the sound of your voice; the way you smile unconcerned as i step between you and your tv just to see how well my distractions work... ::grins:: i don't know what i would do if something were to happen to you and take that away from me~ you are the air i breathe and without you, be it here or there, for eventually (dear GOD! it's taking forever) we won't have to worry about conserving minutes on your phone- we'll only worry that we're getting too much of each other, am i boring you? but without you, they might as well drown me- i need you more than i can say, and as much as it hurts as much as i wish it was over and done with (the wedding, that is) i'll be content (or try to be) with the knowledge that you ache for me just as my heart aches for you april isn't TOO far away i suppose... ::sigh::
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aeiou
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i liked it way too much.
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no reason
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swimming and shaking softly dreaming floating in waves hands are waving goodbye nostalgic nerve endings long for new beginnings trading endorphins for old basements enkephalins for ex-boyfriends and the past smells sweet and i need a reason as i reach the resin "solid or semisolid amorphous fusible flammable" the fire turns poppy red catch a whiff of smoke feel the warmth and seize the dragon by the tail hold your grip keep your place and inhale
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acidshank
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i drew a picture of the opium junkie on my test once. i read about them in TINTIN fun fun
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where can i get some?
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den
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over here !
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Oh_So_Smelly
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He held a foot in each of his hands Closed his eyes and rubbed the sides of his face against them Lanolin Amber Opium I know he kept the sheets on his bed the whole week
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unhinged
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opium_resin i don't talk to him anymore and he probably doesn't even notice, probably wouldn't even begin to guess why
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090130
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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