somebody i used to know
04/18/2008 “Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that”. And I talked about killing her, Shannon. Usually to meth freaks coming around for another ball of dope. They seemed to listen intently, that is until I sealed up their bag and gave it to them. I talked about slitting her throat from 3 to 9 and hanging her upside down so that blood drains out of her the way it would run if a pig were slaughtered. She deserves it, really for her free loading, her hanging, loitering, for how she just stands there, mouth drawn down at the corners, spindly-legged and narrow chested and her whimpering, big yearning eyes, begging for another hit. I ran out of meth and was becoming agitated, irritable and potentially violent. My cheeks are sunken, skin is pockmarked and my hair is an unruly explosion of varying stands of purple, gray, red and blonde. My arms and legs extend out from my narrow torso, a slightly protuberan...