Oh god it’s death, such death. I can actually smell the fentnayl as it leaves my body. It’s unreal. So powerful, so awful. What have I done to myself? My brain splits open, my mind dies. This is horrible, truly. Truly horrible, absolutely noxious and awful. What a horrid punishment this is!
Oh god, it’s horrible, I just need to release. I need it to be over, I don’t want to use again, I don’t want to, I CAN’T. OH GOD, I CAN’T use again, I know what that would do to me. At least I think I do, and it isn’t pleasant.
Oh god I can’t breathe, this is hell, I need help to do this, what was I thinking, oh god it hurts this is HELL, please someone help me, someone help me. WHAT SHOULD I DO?!?!?!?!
I don’t know, someone help, please I don’t want to use again but I CAN’T GO THROUGH THIS, I JUST CAN’T, SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEEEEEE
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Oh god I can’t SEE MY EYES ARE FILLED WITH WATER AND HURTING, IT’S TRAUMA AFTER TRAUMA
oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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so bad so bad
AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH