Hovering between life and death and malnourishment, wondering if physics and chemistry could allow some wiggle room if you decided in the middle that you didn't want to fall anymore.
Cover the keypad. First paycheck. Watch the mirror.
Well, you said it was “opiates.” But I’m not stupid. I know it was heroin. You told me you lived in Jacksonville, Florida. Who the hell does anything but heroin in Jacksonville, Florida?