"I'm alone," she said.
"We all are," I replied.
"But I didn't feel it before. When I did drugs I didn't think about being alone. I just thought about getting more drugs."
"The drugs were your friend. The marketing guys aren't stupid. They give beer the name Bud to make you believe you don't need friends."
"I don't have friends".
"Not anyone?"
"My drug dealer."
"Your drug dealer isn't your friend."
"I know that. I feel more alone."
"More alone, describes it well." I said.
"Drugs take so much," she said.
"Yes, they do. So very much." I said.
Tuesday, October 3, 2017
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