Its over. I got no drugs. I got no chelsea. I got nothing. well at least i wont have to get up for work in the morning. At least i wont have to open the curtains to the bright sun that im sure im fucking allergic to. I wont ever feel that powder tickling my nose again. I wont ever feel that happiness ever again. I am so happy when im with my drugs. But me and my drugs arent working. Im gone. Dead. Whatever you want to call it. Maybe i will go to that rehab i called after all.