Cause of death: heart failure through drug abuse.
Another faceless body disappears behind the zipper of the dark body bag. To be honest with you, the body isn't that faceless. It's not just a body. The person this body belongs to is actually me.
Or could be me. Maybe next time. Maybe even tomorrow.
I thought about how it might be to die because of some sort of substance abuse. But it's been 2 years now. And when nothing happens it makes you feel kind of safe. Like you got some kind of joker. Like you're the exception. But you cannot outsmart death.
This was a lesson that I still had to learn. But now I still moved around in this bubble of unknowing. This bubble full of shit. I mean it has been shitty before. But I was almost at the point where everything known to man would go down in total, complete shit. And there was nothing I could do about it. Maybe I could. But it was way too late now. There was no going back anymore.
With no joker left, it was time to pay the price.
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