The first time I shot up my hands trembled. My head and hands were sweating from nerves. I had no idea what I was doing. I stole a needle from my doctor. I wanted ro sink my teeth in this drug until it fills me with poison. So sniffing it wasnt an option. I shook with fear as I stabbed away at my veins and dropped the plunger and injecting the most beautiful, euphiric drug in the world. Ater that night I became insane. I would pay money, my house, my happiness, and my life for heroin.
Everyone wants a fix. Something that fixes everything for just a moment.