Monday, July 11, 2011

Syringe

There was a used syringe in my hand.

I woke up, and there was a used syringe in my hand.

I was holding it. In my sleep. Why do I have a used syringe?

What. The. Fuck?
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1 comment:

  1. Achromatic MoralityJuly 11, 2011 at 4:47 PM

    Look for punctures in your skin. Just some friendly advice.

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