Oooh you're a naughty mess

doin' ok/ had one small relapse a cpl days ago/ spoke with someone i'd not seen in 18 months and he told me an old friend of ours'd died, fucked on ketamine and smoking heroin on a dirty mattress in a south london squat/ charming/ thus i drank much whiskey and then went to a friend-who-is-still-using's house/ thereat drank much bell's, got high and walked home in the snow at 430am/ felt ok yesterday but psyche pretty battered today/ been maintaining but now having a beer and feeling considerably better/ dj-ing tonight, which always cheers me on/ what else...not much/ listening to myself on the radio at the mo', which is definitely lifting my mood/ oh to be without psychological dysfunctions/ like the uniquely untroubled rasta would suggest, meditate...