getting over the drug habit

Well, what do you know? Its almost, uhm, quite a long time since you've disappeared from my system without even a word. You could have given me a notice but instead, you left me and made me feel cheated and constantly thinking I was just used.
I wish I knew how to quit you because if I did, I wouldn't have to deal with the withdrawal symptoms. I had a hard time moving on. I wish you knew what I went through, of how my life went down the drain and hit bedrock. How stupid was I to let you use me? I knew what you were about to do but I still let you do it. I could have stopped you but I but I just could not because you felt good. Damn, sugar. It felt good.
You're like Crystal Parizanski. You were a joke but I still adored you. On second thought, you're more like Survivor Thailand. You were gloomy. There's nothing more depressve as you. You were a tropical depression on my oceanus pacificus. I still can't believe (even though I despise Justin's songs) I cried a river for you. See, you even made me mushy all over!
Some Scandinavian chick came but too bad It didn't turn out good. I could have someone to replace you but I just couldn't. The Cranberries sang "Why did you have to let it linger?" just for me. But even though you may have a special place in my heart, I think I have gotten over you. I'm so sorry, but it seems like your intoxicating properties just won't work this time.