I DEFINITELY need more drugs. Like, A LOT more. This “trapering” thing severely fucking sucks.
I do NOT like this. My fingers HURT. I NEED MORE DRUGS. MORE, DAMMIT.
My body HURTS. I need a bigger fix. Need one, must get one. MUST get one. This is utterly fucking RIDICULOUS.
Fuck, ow, it hurts. Owwwwwww
AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
Ok, then. I mean, not as bad but it still hurts, so much. I want more fentanyl. I want some morphine, again. I want at least some hydromorphone. I mean, I really NEED IT, like A LOT. It’s so good for me. It’s warm, and it loves me. The narcotics, I mean. I really need it, now. Badly. Need it, A LOT.
I seriously need more, very much so. I should get some, I need some, can’t think without it. Need it NOW.
Yes, oh yeah need it RIGHT FUCKING NOW.
Ok then, great!
It’s settled.
Ok, then.
Whew, lol.