Hell on Heels

I use people. Not in a malicious way, but in the way an addict abuses their substance of choice. People are my vice-men specifically. I crave the emotional high they give me with a unique and reckless disregard for my own well-being-eagerly floating into an unsustainable euphoria, knowing full well that after every high comes an equal, if not more powerful, plummet into a devastating abyss. But like every junkie, I crawl willingly back into the arms of my demons.

Oh, the price we pay to fee...