For the sake of not thinking, and to express myself
I might had nothing in the end, but to a certain extent I had everything. That’s how one feels; when heroin comes in action, everything else loses importance. The junk had become at the center of my life, it was the only priority. So during the afternoons I preferred being alone. I had a girlfriend, friends, but my social life was no longer of any interest to me. I often preferred to lock myself at home, watching movies, listening to good music. And draw sketches.Every now and then I stayed there with the music turned on, taking inspiration from my […]
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