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The latest addition to my collection: Invicta R8 (Russian Diver + Sea Spider hybrid). Carbon fiber dial. Certainly the most pedestrian of all my timepieces thus far, but it fills a need. Nothing fancy, very utility. Polyurethane bracelet. Gunmetal Stainless Steel Case displays a fixed coin-edge bezel. Numbered, limited edition. 52mm case.
This was my first attempt at depicting addiction. Halfway through going through a few shots of this nature, I got up and moved onto something else. See next photo.
Jane's Addiction at NIN/JA in Tampa. May 9, 2009. Nikon F5, 300mm f/4, Provia 400X developed by DR5. Push +2 to ISO 1600.
from my series of photographs entitled "Addictions, Obsessions, Compulsions"
Addiction: Heroin.
35mm film, sandwiched negatives.
Jane's Addiction at NIN/JA in Tampa. May 9, 2009. Nikon F5, 300mm f/4, Provia 400X developed by DR5. Push +2 to ISO 1600.
Count Addiction entertaining the crowd at Eat Sleep Drag Repeat hosted by the Queen Shilling
The Rehab is now on Mental Health News Radio Network. Join host, author and treatment centre director Dr. Mark Leeds as he interviews guests who share their stories of recovery from addiction. therehab.com/
Are you aware of the signs of crack cocaine use?
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This is Al, such a lovely guy who i met in venice beach, ca. he has throat cancer and had to have his tongue removed but he still chooses to drink (through a feeding tube)and smoke... he's a wonderful guy though with such a great sense of humor..
Count Addiction entertaining the crowd at Eat Sleep Drag Repeat hosted by the Queen Shilling
Jane's Addiction
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Count Addiction entertaining the crowd at Eat Sleep Drag Repeat hosted by the Queen Shilling
You're my addiction
When you're not here there's a whole in the place of my heart
Like someone just came
Tore my hear my heart in pieces
Left me in tears
Now my heart is shattered on the ground
This is how I feel
What happens to me
When my drug goes missing
I'm addicted.
When you're missing everything is wrong
When you're missing nothing feels right
When you're missing all I ever long
Is for you the next time
To think that I'm still alive
Is too crazy
It's unbelieveable I survived
Without you.
You're my addictions
When you're gone
All I do is cry
Looking for a shoulder to lean on
Hoping another part of me
That needed you here, won't die
Because that's what happens to my heart ........
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As many of you know, my brother is addicted to crack cocaine. And probably even more of you know how hard it can be to watch someone with an addiction self destruct. I have a tremendous amount of compassion for people struggling with addiction. And every day I thank God, because, you know, that could have been ME.
I have no idea what my brother is going through. I've never taken cocaine, and I was never attracted to street drugs. But as I've gotten fatter and fatter, I do realize that my brother and I have something in common. We both have addictions.
My addiction is food. It's taken me a long time to realize this, because for most of my life I've been able to eat whatever I want and still fit into the jeans I bought back in 1995. But my addiction has more to do with clothing and vanity.
Like any addiction, I'm constantly thinking about food. What can I have next? Is there anything chocolate? How can I eat all of those Hershey Kisses before Basil finished folding the laundry so he can't see me eating them. I eat for pleasure, I eat to reward myself, and I eat when I'm bored, happy, frustrated, and tired.
The damage I'm doing to my body is just as dangerous and severe as the damage my brother is doing to his. And now that I've come to terms with being an addict, I'm not sure I can break the addiction without help.
I don't know where to start, or how to get myself out of this mess that I'm in. I've never had to think about this addiction before. It's always been my friend. I've never officially gone on a diet or tried with any seriousness to lose weight or eat less.
But I think I need to start. This pint of ice cream didn't eat itself, you know.