tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193316819499446317.post2286428274870037102..comments2024-01-29T03:08:22.174+01:00Comments on - Memoires of a Heroinhead -: Hopping the Wagon: Day 1, 15h55Memoirs of a Heroinheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17401281805284793756noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193316819499446317.post-64151456243262097462010-09-20T04:57:41.742+02:002010-09-20T04:57:41.742+02:00Keeping you in my prayers.Keeping you in my prayers.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193316819499446317.post-91765013404409365772010-09-03T20:12:05.458+02:002010-09-03T20:12:05.458+02:00I hope that you will hang in there Shane. And I ho...I hope that you will hang in there Shane. And I hope that you will stay off the H.Sydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05642843245634635843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193316819499446317.post-61525232112299659792010-09-01T21:37:57.561+02:002010-09-01T21:37:57.561+02:00As usual, you capture the essence of heroin habits...As usual, you capture the essence of heroin habits with your opening paragraph on the gloom of withdrawals - you should read Jerry Stahl's 'Permanent Midnight'? He put it this way: "on smack … you see, when the first fast rush courses north to glory, the smiles of all the unseen beings in the world nodding in the shadows. All the benevolence in the universe makes itself known. The spirits reveal themselves because they know, when the rushing stops, and the gush wears off, you’ll forget all about them. You’ll see the world then in a different way: as an awful, hateful place, where every breeze that blows is like the hateful breath of Moloch on your flesh". How horribly hellishly trueThe Total Impostorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00683193981145988402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193316819499446317.post-32739351377669620982010-09-01T16:40:50.199+02:002010-09-01T16:40:50.199+02:00writing during withdrawal....LOL
i would have rat...writing during withdrawal....LOL<br /><br />i would have rathered piss my pants than get off the couch those first three days.. oh yeah, i was going to find the strength to tap out a quick journal as i pissed my shorts....<br /><br />LOL<br />Be safe bro<br /><br />FrankieBrother Frankiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17081661623967845655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193316819499446317.post-91479750377193158762010-09-01T15:43:00.485+02:002010-09-01T15:43:00.485+02:00I liked this entry so much, I linked to it and mad...I liked this entry so much, I linked to it and made you "Quote of the Damn Day" in my blog.<br /><br />I love you so, my dear.<br /><br />SBSarcastic Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17116577711704241625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193316819499446317.post-33689992266490265772010-09-01T13:52:20.012+02:002010-09-01T13:52:20.012+02:00Shane
I can physically feel the pain that is woven...Shane<br />I can physically feel the pain that is woven into these last two posts, the words are brutal and to the point, its as though your soul has taken over and started comunicating with the world..I often wonder if the pain that comes with junkie life will ever dissipate, and do i actually want it to, where did it all go wrong...or...where did it all go right...the choice is made according to the persons view point i suppose..Take good care...Kympton....xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193316819499446317.post-17497636512977471122010-08-31T21:11:46.352+02:002010-08-31T21:11:46.352+02:00Thinking of you brave boy. If you were nearer I w...Thinking of you brave boy. If you were nearer I would come and clean up our place a little xxWildernesschichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00204518870992194687noreply@blogger.com