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Chapter 3. Wrath

Chapter 3. Wrath

A Chapter by Tina Vainola


Idrovehomethatnight.Due to the nature of my work as a relieving staff at a local psychiatric hospital,I am only required to do an odd shift when someb..
Chapter 5. Numb

Chapter 5. Numb

A Chapter by Tina Vainola


Good two dozen of Tramadol are rattling in a cylindrical plastic container. The label stickered on its side clearly reads "'Avoid alcohol". Whoever ca..
Energy

Energy

A Chapter by A.K. Fielding


“Christ Sandra! I told you not to come here anymore!”“Come on Schmidty! Come! Cum! You know you can’t get rid of me that easil..
Tweakerville: Part One

Tweakerville: Part One

A Chapter by Evan James Devereaux


A trip to the back country gets dicey.
Tweakerville

Tweakerville

A Story by Evan James Devereaux


"He should have stopped at three. Taking that fourth and fifth bar were bad ideas but railing the sixth was by far the worst notion Danny’s had ..
Tweakerville: Part Two

Tweakerville: Part Two

A Chapter by Evan James Devereaux


Fitz gets institutionalized.
Meth is a killer

Meth is a killer

A Poem by QueenBecky


A poem about the reality of drug use.
Drug Kitty

Drug Kitty

A Story by Jacob N.


An unlikely pair of drug lords end up on a quest to assassinate Trump.
I said yes to stay close to him.

I said yes to stay close to him.

A Story by Viles


I wanted to be around him so much i choose to start using so i could keep his hours.
A Conversation

A Conversation

A Story by Nicholas Dominicis


A conversation takes place late one night under the stars, as two sides of a conflict debate over a past they both long for.
A letter to Cameron

A letter to Cameron

A Story by sammy.sunshine


the addiction to chaos
Raw Ire

Raw Ire

A Story by


Although my career as a gang banger affiliate, drug dealer/addict, prostitute, thief was short lived, the impression that it left has been everlasting..
Heartwrench Blood Poetry

Heartwrench Blood Poetry

A Chapter by Ash Rx


The whole shebang.I've decided to stop writing poetry and switch to short stories and eventually books. I've compiled all of my favorite poems into on..
The Red Dots On His Face

The Red Dots On His Face

A Poem by Randy Johnson


My stepson was doing Meth and had red dots on his face.I told him that I don't allow drug users to live at my place.I immediately knew he was doing Me..
John Wayne Brown III

John Wayne Brown III

A Poem by Randy Johnson


DEDICATED TO JOHN W. BROWN (1970-2019) WHO DIED ON JUNE 3, 2019.

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