The Long Cut

Chapter Three This drive is constantly taking place in my head. The chase for this drug is nonstop. It begins the minute I wake, and lasts until I close my eyes at night. I’m obsessed with it. Mr. Glad was right, I’m back in the cycle. Stuck in a neverending loop. It’s my very own…

Chapter Two She’s worried sick, and I’m in the middle of trying to kill myself. However, I could care less. I’m already streaming the next episode in my head as I lay here. This place feels like one big service station. I recall another time almost dead, and as they’re rolling me into the back…

Chapter One There’s something magical about this feeling. The slow rip of the aluminum foil almost feels like I’m removing a page from the notebook of my life. There’s no better way to waste time than spending it getting high. A smudge sound quietly rings with my thumb running down the middle of the thin…