-Virginia Wolf [ A Room Of One's Own ]

Drugs isn't the problem. Drugs is the outlet. It's the escape. From reality. From the trauma, frome the abuse, from the shackles around your wrist. Drugs should never be the solution, and yet it seems like it's my only getaway. The only door I can seem to see. Illusion or hallucinations, I know it's all up in my head, this figurative door doesn't exist, but I can feel the handle twist in my palms. I can imagine the life behind it. I am free. I am crawled up on the sofa, unafraid, unconcerned. There is no you to pull the strings on my limbs, there is no you to corner me against the wall, to yell your speech in my face, to tighten your fingers against my flesh. There is no fear of safety, there is no fear of threats. There is no fear. And the white powder, the rolled cigarettes, the burning incense is simply the magic potion that awaits for me to fathom. Just a bit larger. Just a bit more. Just a bit more! I need a bit more. I need my dreams to last me a little longer. I need...an escape.

- Indelible Ink [ Powder Room ]

"Till at last the child's mind is these suggestions, and the sum of the suggestions is the child's mind. And not only the child's mind only. The adult's mind too - all his lifelong. The mind that judges and desires and decides - made up of these suggestions. But all these suggestions are our suggestions!"

- Aldous Huxley [ A Brave New World ]

- Anne Sexton

If it wasn’t for this shell of a body, I wouldn’t exist. If I wasn’t anchored to this corpse, where would I be? A lifeless soul, an empty casket, a hollow breeze. Where am I now? Like the sun, faithful in her promise, but empty in her words, I kiss the Earth goodnight, but you won’t feel the warmth of my lips. Goodnight. Goodbye. Farewell. Untied knots. Unsaid words. Undone. Undone like the walls of my grave.

- Indelible Ink [ Hope ]

- Indelible Ink [ I miss us ]

- Indelible Ink [ Evanescing ]

I am inhabited by a cry,

Nightly it flaps out

Looking, with it's hooks, for something to love.

I am terrified by this dark thing

That sleeps in me;

All day I feel it's soft, feathery turnings, it's malignity.

-Sylvia Plath [ Elm ]

- Indelible Ink [ Locked Away ]

"I didn't want to wakeup. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wakeup from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare. "

"And what is that nightmare Craig?"

"Life."

- Ned Vizzini [ It's Kind Of A Funny Story ]

Indelible Ink [ Stand In ]

Indelible Ink [ Stuck on you ]

Indelible Ink [ Shy ]

Indelible Ink [ Caraphernelia]

-Indelible Ink [ IA ]