Stop shooting heroin, fuckface.

Yes, You.
You, the one reading this.
Don't put a needle in your arm again.
If you don't stop this fucking minute, you are dead in the ground.
You are not special, you are not invincible, you are a slightly larger version of an animal that can drown in an inch of water.
You an addict and you need help.
Yes, you are an addict, and trying to quit on your own is not really trying to quit.
Quitting is easier said than done, but you've dug your own hole.
Have you watched Requiem for a Dream recently?

You have a choice to make at this very minute: call rehab now or give up on life. If you put it off until later, you will die. This is obvious to everyone except you.

The Place (Main St. NPT): (631) 261-2670 / (631) 261-5554
Daytop (Manhattan): 1-800-232-9867

RIP Mike Iovino
RIP Rob Drost

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