It’s an addiction and I ain’t proud of it
but the power that you feel there’s no cloud in it.
that moment when you have that urge.. but you’re in public so you can’t do it. All you crave is out of reach, it’s at home in your dresser drawer. It’s an escape. It’s deserved. It’s pain. It’s pleasure.
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