All that she wanted was an escape.

Some sort of way to contort her dull reality.
All that she wanted was to forget.

Forget the pain of living, the worries in her life.
All that she wanted was a good time.





One






good







high.

New friends, better memories, freedom.
Now all she wants to do is stop.

Stop her new life,



the intoxication escape,





the madness it brings.
The insanity of this new life consumes her.

She needs to get back to her reality.
Slowly she tries to get her life back.




Back



on


track.
Only the hunger for her escape constantly pulls at her.

Now it is her continuous struggle not to turn back.
She can never return to her



Beautifully intoxicating,






addictive







escape.