Is it normal to love the high of vicodin
Every time i walk into my aunts house, there is just this trigger in my brain that tells me to drop everything and just go walk to her room and get straight in her medicine cabinet and get two vicodins and sit back and enjoy the amazing high. it just feels like a streak of heaven radiating through my body, idk. its probably because i haven't had sex in almost two years. i need something to satisfy my body's need of hard core pleasure