Broke into one of my best friend's house. His fucking mom was home! So I snatched her purse in the kitchen (I heard her in the next room). There was $200 something in cash and I ditched the purse (with her ID and credit cards) right out the window. Paid my dealer back for the #50 bag front haha, then copped some more. I was barred out on some Xanax, go figure haha!
Army crawled thru my parent's room, while they were sleeping, to get to their bathroom and grab some $20's outta my dad's wallet and his car keys to make a run to the slums of Dayton; where all the fire heroin and cocaine is.
Stolen opioid scripts from family member's medicine cabinets, just to avoid WD's.
Sold my parent's gold, diamonds, silver, and I made some decent cash taking my dad's power tools to the pawn shop. Oh yeah, and his iPhone.
Fucked a girl (she was cute too) for some fire girl and dope (speedballin' baby!). She literally said "If you fuck me, I'll throw you my last few caps of coke and boy".
Dealing outta' my parents house and I mean moving A LOT of Thailand shrooms, Xanax and K-pins, MDMA/MDA, etizolam/diclazepam, methylone (bk-MDMA), MXE, and caps of smack.
Oh yeah selling things I love. Like my Ernie Ball Music Man Sub 1 guitar, my Peavey 6505 half-stack amp, and so much fucking more... It's just sucks now.