addict

i'm going to be an addict. it'll get me through days of just breathing.

what are you going to be addicted to?

something utterly average. something like smoking or batting eyelashes or patting fingers across odd surfaces and pretending to know music or morse code.

don't smoke, it ends in coughing and black lungs and xray spots that end up killing you

- and green guck flooding my gums and thin skin and brown teeth and that raspy voice that sounds like wind against leaves or branches against rooves. i'd be as ugly as i feel and everyone would stare and i'd be an exhample of what not to do.

that's horrible

i know, but i still want it.