nqma izhod//its a metaphor//keep it to yourself

you dont need will power to say "no" to junk when you are off. you don't want it.


when a junky off junk gets drunk up to a certain point his thoughts turn to junk.

 "Anyway, I didn't want to come around because I knew you was off. You off completely?"
 "Yeah, I'm off."
 "You wouldn't want a shot, then?" Old Ike was smiling.
 "Well ..." I felt a touch of the old excitement like meeting someone you used to go to bed with and suddenly the excitement is there and you both know that you are going to go to bed again.

I loosened the tie, and the dropper emptied into my vein. Coke hit my head, a pleasant dizziness and tension, while the morphine spread through my body in relaxing waves.
 "Was that all right?" asked Ike, smiling.
"If God made anything better, he kept it for Himself," I said.