you can break a person much more easily than break an addiction. you do not become addicted to people, it is the circumstance, it is the thrill of denial, that you are alright when everything you are doing is wrong. it is not his face. it is not her voice. it is not the feel of warm fingers clasped around your arm. it is none of those things. just as it is not the needle or the spoon or your friend that wiggles the pack before you. it is everything, it is the subversion of everything else. it is the perversion of the person, of the place, of you. it is the wormhole where you never arrive.