No matter the words expressed in this tale .Even when there's no words left to read , Know It's still being written
Pilot Jones ~A significant other who is also a drug dealer
The drugs I were dealt Couldn't In a physical sense harm me ,However the mindset of inevitable toxicity can damage a person to the point that once you realise it's effected you it's too late . The drugs were dealt didn't come in baggies , nor needles, nor the form of white powder, rocks, or plants, . The drugs I were dealt were not free as ofcourse no drugs are , for the drugs I were dealt came in the form of small pieces of me , The drugs I were dealt came in the form of Nonchalance, Ignorance, Running, Blame, Reason, Numbness, and Love .....