Chemicals, ranked

Despite having put me into rehab, it's so good that nothing could make me remove a single pixel of a star from it. I have to face the parts of myself that still love what I was obliged to leave behind. I know it's not right for me, but I admire the things it can do. There is no suffering I have been put through that could make me hate her; it was all that she did to me that moulded me into a better person. I learned from it. I still do, years after, talking to the air when I am by myself, learning to heal when I am in pain, trying to find beauty when I look at the light filling the empty space she once occupied. Many good things happened, and I am able to recognize morphine wouldn't have turned all of these Goods into Betters. Most of the time, I am glad I am alive. Unlike her cousins, it's easy to score and completely legal. Preferred method is boofing.