Addiction

by ariana   Jan 19, 2007


You feel yourself being pulled through each day not caring if you go on or not. i feel mad so i relieve it by crying to my friend. i feel sad so i sit and let my friend feel me up. i feel like i haven't been to see my friend in a while so i go pay him a quick visit. yes, i am addicted to my friend. i know we will be friends forever because unlike others who back-stab and say mean things, this friend doesn't, he just helps me relieve my sadness and despair. my friend is a little piece of metal that has the name RAZOR. he's wicked cool and he's been there for me for a long long time now. i know i always have him to fall back on. he makes me feel better. we would never give up on each other. he is my addiction.

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