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JayzzBlaze420

JayzzBlaze420

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So there was a time when I had nowhere to go at this time. (around Jan 19 2021) I had met this dude at hyvee, in the parking lot. If im looking for a drug (mostly Weed) I ask around and judge on the way they look if they smoke or not. So this dude come walking up to the front of Hy Vee and I look my eyes on him until he says something, he said "what?" I asked if he has any bud. He told me "you too? i've been looking for some to." I say "fuck man everybody dry around here." So me and this guy are standing on the wall of the store and he goes on the phone talking about getting some weed, and about some dude at his motel robbed him for 80 bucks, and that he was going to stab him. So i waited until he got off the phone, and then i asked if he could buy me some beer, (I was 19) and he asked me if I was a cop. I took my sweater off and my shirt too, and said I ain't no cop. He asked me who gave me my tattoos, (My arms were almost covered and my chest had 5 tattoos). "I said my dad's tattoo artist." He said aight what you want, i told him a six pack and gave him ten dollars.
He goes in and i sit outside and smoke my vuse alto. He comes out around 10 min later and he comes out from the wine and spirits door, so i speed walked to him because he was walking towards the gas station part. He was in front of the gas station and set the six pack on the salt pallet. i grabbed it and we were just standing there, then he asked where I was living at and i told him in a box, he said shit i would have you come with me but idk if i can trust you people have been fucking me over recently. I told him i ain't going to fuck him over cuz im not that type of person, and he said shit aright. I told him ill share the 6 pack with him. So I just followed him across the highway to the motel. We go to a door room 62. I follow him in. small motel. He clears off a chair and I sit down and open a beer. He is just asking about my parents an shit, just trying to get to know me. After the 2nd beer he is on his phone trying to get weed and some other shit i didn't know at that second. then he walks over by the microwave and pulls a bag out from behind it. and waves a bag of needles. I asked him if banged heroin, he said not really, i said what meth? he said yea. I told him i had snorted and smoked meth before but i have not banged it before. he said don't. I said shit i dont give a fuck no more.

He got a call from his plug and once he got off the phone he said his plug was coming in two hours with some ice and possibly weed. Then he laid down and said don't rob my shit homie. I said shit don't trip. then after 30 min he said go outside and look around for anything. i said why and he said its a damn motel in almost every room there is a drug user. He told me to knock so he can unlock the door. So i go outside and go around the corner and literally not 15 feet from me I see a baggie on the ground, I looked at the bag and I knew it was probably ice. So i immediately put it in my hoddie pocket and dash back as fast as i could. I was rapidly banging on the door. he opened the door I went in and started saying no fucking way bro i found some shit. i go over to the counter and dumb what was in the bag out on the counter and took a rock and put it in my mouth and said bru it's fucking real. he said no way it is its probably salt. he takes a taste and said its salt. i didn't believe him so I crushed up enough for a line. and snorted it and I knew it was meth for sure once it went up my noes. He kept saying it wasn't real until he snorted a line for himself. There was probably an eight ball when i found it. Then when he finally admitted that it was in fact real i said alright lets bang this shit. he hesitated at first, because i have never been an iv user. But after him asking me for 5 min if i really wanted to do it, showed me how to do it. he took the plunger out of the needle and filled it with rocks up until it was up to the 30cc mark then he put the plunger back in and then filled the needle with water from the faucet. then he put the cap back on the needle and said make sure you always us a fresh needle never share and when you shake it make sure you put the cap on the needle, and shake it until there's no rocks in the needle. Then i gave him my arm and he shot me up. and i felt it like i never had before i felt it in my lungs, balls, head, and my chest, and my eyes were wide open and i said holy shit thats good.

He started say for real? he says wait until the real dope gets here. 20 min later were just chilling and he gets a call and his homie said he was outside. ( So before I start getting into a dark side of my life the dude i met at hyvee his name was casey.) He just said stay cool like how you have been with me. So he opens the door and these two tall white guys in and the first guy walked in with a 12 inch knife and a small lock safe. he looks strait at me and said whos this? I told him my street name (Buddy Yurb). He starts going off said shit i know you we was smoking at Taco Johns. And his eyes go strait to my tattoo on my hand ( It was a five point crown with AIKN written below the crown). He asked if I was a Latin King, I said yea west side. He said damn. His eyes were big as hell i knew he was gaked out of his mind. We shot up and told me his name was crazy white boy. Let me know if you want to know the rest im getting tired of typing right now.
 
Person you met sounds like a solid guy. I get the hesitancy, last time I let a stranger in my house I nodded out and the fucking bitch stole my wallet.
 
Crazy white boy was with another dude that worked at walmart, happens to be the same walmart and the same position I had worked, so i find that crazy. It seemed like I was with some cool dude like fr, I mean I didn't feel uncomfortable. Everyone in Casey's motel room was wide eyed af, but what do you expect for meth users. So the bag that i had found 25 min previous, was actually crazy white boy's bag he dropped the night before, but then he said marry fucking christmas. I said " Damn homie u chill." We were just smoking squares and getting ready for another shot. Crazy White Boy was saying his ice was really strong. They shot up, I didn't do another one yet.

So after that they were talking about going to the hard rock, (It's a casino, bar, hotels, and ect.) to get some bud and have some drinks. But before they where going to go they where talking about the guy the other night that ripped Casey off for 80 bucks. They said there going to kick his door in, so they said let us in when we come back I said aight good luck. Then I said fuck it im coming, so I followed behind them we went to the door and Casey Bangs on the door and says "open up fucking coke head I want my cash." The dude looked out his window and Crazy White Boy said "you better open up the fucking door or Im busting it in." Nothing happened and he kicked the door in one try, this guy was in there with coke on the table and a bitch passed out in the bathroom, the guy was baled and was in a robe. They asked for there cash on last time, Crazy white boy had his big blade in his hand over the guy. The guy said" its gone!" Crazy white boy slashes his arm deep as hell. they guy screamed. I ran back to the motel. The came back and we went back into the motel. I smoked a square. Crazy white boy asked Casey if he trusted me to leave me in the motel alone, Casey said from what I know he's cool. Crazy white boy says "aight then if someone comes to the door don't answer It. and he gave me the knife and said clean it and use it if u need it. We went to the counter and Casey Asked if he could get half of the ice I had left. I said sure. He then gave me half of the stuff he got from Crazy White boy. They left, then i tryed to shoot myself up, i mixed the shot right but The whole time they where gone i was trying to hit a vein, In my hands, arms, feet, and i couldn't get it and finally they came back after the hour and a half they where gone, Casey said are you trying to hurt yourself!.
 
Casey Took the needle from my hand and threw it on top of the mini fridge. Then Crazy white boy, his friend ( I mentioned earlier), and a chick was with them too. Casey Had wide eyes like crazy but he also had a big smile, He hands me a cigarette pack, I already knew what was in it, (WEED!) I take a whiff, it smelled like weed, ( not the best but some mids) And I gave him the pack back, he dumped the weed in his hand, he said I got this much for *snip* It looked like a gram. I told him don't buy from that dude again I would've payed $*snip* for that shit. (I did not have a phone), but i said if you let me hit up my plug, on your phone, we could be paying $*snip for an eighth of top shelf bud. So he lets me log into my messenger, i told casey that my guy most times carries, shrooms, acid, edibles, carts, pills, and bud. Casey said ask if he has any shrooms. While I was texting my guy, casey started to roll a joint, I lit up a cig. I don't know what about smoking a cig while on meth seems so good but shit, (maybe that's why meth users buy cartons of smoke all of the time lol.)

So I ask my plug if he's got any shrooms, he says no. I asked casey if he could shoot me up again, he said "ya". So he lights the joint and takes a couple of puffs then hands it to me, then walks to the counter. I get up and stand next to him to watch, taking puffs on the joint, (it was alright weed). Casey taught me another way to mix up a shot, he takes the plunger out and takes the open end and scoops some rocks up from his baggie, ( I honestly loved this dude, I had not even gave him a penny. {besides for the beer} and he has given me plenty of drugs already) and then he fills it with rocks up to the 20 cc mark, puts the plunger back in and turns on the faucet and fills the needle with 20 cc of water, flip the needle pointing up and gets the extra air/bubbles out and puts the cap back on the needle part, he handed me the needle and said shake it until i couldn't see the rocks. Then I passed the joint back to him and he starts making his own shot. He told me shaky shaky come on shake it more. I Just laughed, Crazy white boy was giving the chick some ice. And Crazy white boy introduce me to the chick. I said what up. She said Whats your name, I said Buddy Yurb, she asked me if that was my real name and I said no that"s my street name. Then after shaking the needle for a good 3 min I told Casey alright I think its good. He says "alright u ready?" I pushed my sleeve up and asked if he wanted me to tie off, he said "naw fuck that shit I got it" So he hit the vein in like 7 seconds and boom, I feel it in my lungs instantly, my head rushes, my balls feel weird, and my eyes want to never close lol. { Im just going to clarify something I had never shot up before I met this guy, So I want to mention don't go out there and just have somebody you just met on the streets and have them shoot drugs in your blood, as a matter of a fact don't shoot drugs at all. I have never shot up again and don't plan on it. I have noticed you can be addicted to a needle, its just something about it... I felt like I got a glimpse of the wanting to use the needle regardless of anything, Its not a fun thing. Nor am I trying to glorify use of methamphetamine, I am simply sharing my story that has impacted my life in a positive way. I am only 19 years old I have done many drugs in the book but meth is one I rather stay away from Because it can really mess up your life, and Before I even had tried meth I was trying to buy it from a guy at subway in the walmart I worked at, I asked him if he could sell me a bag but he said no, trust me if you have never tried it don't think about using it it's the devil, I've been off and on it for 18 years. But I eventually got it from him, because im a dumbass and never like to listen, and have to learn the hard way.}

Casey then kinda looks considered and asked if I was good I told him ya im fine bro. He said alright just making sure man. but then I said i'm fucking high as hell right now like big time bud. Then I light up another cig, it was around 8 at night, and that girl end up leaving. so crazy white boy was video chattings his ex or something. I was also chain smoking my alto. I could not breath that well after a bit and I threw the alto in the trash and said now i believe these fuckers fuck your lungs up. I guess Casey Texted my plug asking if he could buy an ounce of shrooms and then I said let me talk to him, my plug responds and tells me that "I already said I don't have shrooms atm" So I said alright so can I get whatever $*snip* will get me for some bud. He responds with " that would be an eighth there jimmy" I gave the phone back to casey and told him to text my plug the address, and Casey and crazy white boy where setting something up to go fuck some bitches, they asked if i wanted to come, I said ya but i got to get this eight from my guy, casey give me $*snip*, and they told me to hurry up , and that they were going to be across the street waiting for a taxi and they said if I took to long that they would leave. So i'm in the motel just chilling listening to music I mixed up another shot and then i hit a vein pulled back my blood and then thought fuck I just took some so i pulled the needle out and caped it and set it on the counter. Looked out the window and my plugs car was out there. So I grabbed my mask and wrapped it around my hand and put the $*snip* under the mask in my palm. ( mainly because I was paranoid somebody was going to run up on me) I walk out and immediately I thought right as the door closed behind me that it automatically locks. But I go to my plugs car and buy the weed. and it smelled soo loud dude like always. And I shoved it where I had put the money. I just talked to him for a bit and the told him thanks and peace out. I look across the street and they already left so I just yelled fuck!!

There will be a final part posted soon on how it ends.
 
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JayzzBlaze420 said:
Casey Took the needle from my hand and threw it on top of the mini fridge. Then Crazy white boy, his friend ( I mentioned earlier), and a chick was with them too. Casey Had wide eyes like crazy but he also had a big smile, He hands me a cigarette pack, I already knew what was in it, (WEED!) I take a whiff, it smelled like weed, ( not the best but some mids) And I gave him the pack back, he dumped the weed in his hand, he said I got this much for $20. It looked like a gram. I told him don't buy from that dude again I would've payed $10 for that shit. (I did not have a phone), but i said if you let me hit up my plug, on your phone, we could be paying $40 for an eighth of top shelf bud. So he lets me log into my messenger, i told casey that my guy most times carries, shrooms, acid, edibles, carts, pills, and bud. Casey said ask if he has any shrooms. While I was texting my guy, casey started to roll a joint, I lit up a cig. I don't know what about smoking a cig while on meth seems so good but shit, (maybe that's why meth users buy cartons of smoke all of the time lol.)

So I ask my plug if he's got any shrooms, he says no. I asked casey if he could shoot me up again, he said "ya". So he lights the joint and takes a couple of puffs then hands it to me, then walks to the counter. I get up and stand next to him to watch, taking puffs on the joint, (it was alright weed). Casey taught me another way to mix up a shot, he takes the plunger out and takes the open end and scoops some rocks up from his baggie, ( I honestly loved this dude, I had not even gave him a penny. {besides for the beer} and he has given me plenty of drugs already) and then he fills it with rocks up to the 20 cc mark, puts the plunger back in and turns on the faucet and fills the needle with 20 cc of water, flip the needle pointing up and gets the extra air/bubbles out and puts the cap back on the needle part, he handed me the needle and said shake it until i couldn't see the rocks. Then I passed the joint back to him and he starts making his own shot. He told me shaky shaky come on shake it more. I Just laughed, Crazy white boy was giving the chick some ice. And Crazy white boy introduce me to the chick. I said what up. She said Whats your name, I said Buddy Yurb, she asked me if that was my real name and I said no that"s my street name. Then after shaking the needle for a good 3 min I told Casey alright I think its good. He says "alright u ready?" I pushed my sleeve up and asked if he wanted me to tie off, he said "naw fuck that shit I got it" So he hit the vein in like 7 seconds and boom, I feel it in my lungs instantly, my head rushes, my balls feel weird, and my eyes want to never close lol. { Im just going to clarify something I had never shot up before I met this guy, So I want to mention don't go out there and just have somebody you just met on the streets and have them shoot drugs in your blood, as a matter of a fact don't shoot drugs at all. I have never shot up again and don't plan on it. I have noticed you can be addicted to a needle, its just something about it... I felt like I got a glimpse of the wanting to use the needle regardless of anything, Its not a fun thing. Nor am I trying to glorify use of methamphetamine, I am simply sharing my story that has impacted my life in a positive way. I am only 19 years old I have done many drugs in the book but meth is one I rather stay away from Because it can really mess up your life, and Before I even had tried meth I was trying to buy it from a guy at subway in the walmart I worked at, I asked him if he could sell me a bag but he said no, trust me if you have never tried it don't think about using it it's the devil, I've been off and on it for 18 years. But I eventually got it from him, because im a dumbass and never like to listen, and have to learn the hard way.}

Casey then kinda looks considered and asked if I was good I told him ya im fine bro. He said alright just making sure man. but then I said i'm fucking high as hell right now like big time bud. Then I light up another cig, it was around 8 at night, and that girl end up leaving. so crazy white boy was video chattings his ex or something. I was also chain smoking my alto. I could not breath that well after a bit and I threw the alto in the trash and said now i believe these fuckers fuck your lungs up. I guess Casey Texted my plug asking if he could buy an ounce of shrooms and then I said let me talk to him, my plug responds and tells me that "I already said I don't have shrooms atm" So I said alright so can I get whatever $40 will get me for some bud. He responds with " that would be an eighth there jimmy" I gave the phone back to casey and told him to text my plug the address, and Casey and crazy white boy where setting something up to go fuck some bitches, they asked if i wanted to come, I said ya but i got to get this eight from my guy, casey give me $40, and they told me to hurry up , and that they were going to be across the street waiting for a taxi and they said if I took to long that they would leave. So i'm in the motel just chilling listening to music I mixed up another shot and then i hit a vein pulled back my blood and then thought fuck I just took some so i pulled the needle out and caped it and set it on the counter. Looked out the window and my plugs car was out there. So I grabbed my mask and wrapped it around my hand and put the $40 under the mask in my palm. ( mainly because I was paranoid somebody was going to run up on me) I walk out and immediately I thought right as the door closed behind me that it automatically locks. But I go to my plugs car and buy the weed. and it smelled soo loud dude like always. And I shoved it where I had put the money. I just talked to him for a bit and the told him thanks and peace out. I look across the street and they already left so I just yelled fuck!!

There will be a final part posted soon on how it ends.
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You have mad skills when it comes to telling stories. And I love how you dont recommend shooting up. I just recently set down the needle after almost 2 years banging. You are right, it is not fun having a needle fixation. Look forward to the final part of your story, its so entertaining!
 
JayzzBlaze420 said:
Casey Took the needle from my hand and threw it on top of the mini fridge. Then Crazy white boy, his friend ( I mentioned earlier), and a chick was with them too. Casey Had wide eyes like crazy but he also had a big smile, He hands me a cigarette pack, I already knew what was in it, (WEED!) I take a whiff, it smelled like weed, ( not the best but some mids) And I gave him the pack back, he dumped the weed in his hand, he said I got this much for $20. It looked like a gram. I told him don't buy from that dude again I would've payed $10 for that shit. (I did not have a phone), but i said if you let me hit up my plug, on your phone, we could be paying $40 for an eighth of top shelf bud. So he lets me log into my messenger, i told casey that my guy most times carries, shrooms, acid, edibles, carts, pills, and bud. Casey said ask if he has any shrooms. While I was texting my guy, casey started to roll a joint, I lit up a cig. I don't know what about smoking a cig while on meth seems so good but shit, (maybe that's why meth users buy cartons of smoke all of the time lol.)

So I ask my plug if he's got any shrooms, he says no. I asked casey if he could shoot me up again, he said "ya". So he lights the joint and takes a couple of puffs then hands it to me, then walks to the counter. I get up and stand next to him to watch, taking puffs on the joint, (it was alright weed). Casey taught me another way to mix up a shot, he takes the plunger out and takes the open end and scoops some rocks up from his baggie, ( I honestly loved this dude, I had not even gave him a penny. {besides for the beer} and he has given me plenty of drugs already) and then he fills it with rocks up to the 20 cc mark, puts the plunger back in and turns on the faucet and fills the needle with 20 cc of water, flip the needle pointing up and gets the extra air/bubbles out and puts the cap back on the needle part, he handed me the needle and said shake it until i couldn't see the rocks. Then I passed the joint back to him and he starts making his own shot. He told me shaky shaky come on shake it more. I Just laughed, Crazy white boy was giving the chick some ice. And Crazy white boy introduce me to the chick. I said what up. She said Whats your name, I said Buddy Yurb, she asked me if that was my real name and I said no that"s my street name. Then after shaking the needle for a good 3 min I told Casey alright I think its good. He says "alright u ready?" I pushed my sleeve up and asked if he wanted me to tie off, he said "naw fuck that shit I got it" So he hit the vein in like 7 seconds and boom, I feel it in my lungs instantly, my head rushes, my balls feel weird, and my eyes want to never close lol. { Im just going to clarify something I had never shot up before I met this guy, So I want to mention don't go out there and just have somebody you just met on the streets and have them shoot drugs in your blood, as a matter of a fact don't shoot drugs at all. I have never shot up again and don't plan on it. I have noticed you can be addicted to a needle, its just something about it... I felt like I got a glimpse of the wanting to use the needle regardless of anything, Its not a fun thing. Nor am I trying to glorify use of methamphetamine, I am simply sharing my story that has impacted my life in a positive way. I am only 19 years old I have done many drugs in the book but meth is one I rather stay away from Because it can really mess up your life, and Before I even had tried meth I was trying to buy it from a guy at subway in the walmart I worked at, I asked him if he could sell me a bag but he said no, trust me if you have never tried it don't think about using it it's the devil, I've been off and on it for 18 years. But I eventually got it from him, because im a dumbass and never like to listen, and have to learn the hard way.}

Casey then kinda looks considered and asked if I was good I told him ya im fine bro. He said alright just making sure man. but then I said i'm fucking high as hell right now like big time bud. Then I light up another cig, it was around 8 at night, and that girl end up leaving. so crazy white boy was video chattings his ex or something. I was also chain smoking my alto. I could not breath that well after a bit and I threw the alto in the trash and said now i believe these fuckers fuck your lungs up. I guess Casey Texted my plug asking if he could buy an ounce of shrooms and then I said let me talk to him, my plug responds and tells me that "I already said I don't have shrooms atm" So I said alright so can I get whatever $*snip* will get me for some bud. He responds with " that would be an eighth there jimmy" I gave the phone back to casey and told him to text my plug the address, and Casey and crazy white boy where setting something up to go fuck some bitches, they asked if i wanted to come, I said ya but i got to get this eight from my guy, casey give me $*snip*, and they told me to hurry up , and that they were going to be across the street waiting for a taxi and they said if I took to long that they would leave. So i'm in the motel just chilling listening to music I mixed up another shot and then i hit a vein pulled back my blood and then thought fuck I just took some so i pulled the needle out and caped it and set it on the counter. Looked out the window and my plugs car was out there. So I grabbed my mask and wrapped it around my hand and put the $*snip* under the mask in my palm. ( mainly because I was paranoid somebody was going to run up on me) I walk out and immediately I thought right as the door closed behind me that it automatically locks. But I go to my plugs car and buy the weed. and it smelled soo loud dude like always. And I shoved it where I had put the money. I just talked to him for a bit and the told him thanks and peace out. I look across the street and they already left so I just yelled fuck!!

There will be a final part posted soon on how it ends.
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Shelbel69 said:
You have mad skills when it comes to telling stories. And I love how you dont recommend shooting up. I just recently set down the needle after almost 2 years banging. You are right, it is not fun having a needle fixation. Look forward to the final part of your story, its so entertaining!
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I am very glad you put down that shitty needle brother! :D
 
So my dumbass tried to go open the motel door, but i was so high I kinda forgot that it was locked. After that I thought well what the fuck do I do now, I knew they were going to take forever to get back. I just walked over to this mattress behind a dumpster, ( I knew where it was because a couple nights before I was hanging with my ex and her girlfriend, and we smoked on that mattress.) I just sat there gacked out of my mind cold af because it was January, and I live In Iowa. After awhile I just started to walk around the motel looking for shit to do or someone to chill with. I look around the corner and see a police officer shine his flashlight at the mattress where I was sitting 15 min before, I fucking panicked because I had an eighth of loud weed on me, I dashed to the opposite end of the motel and hide in between a shed and a garage. I hear a car in front of where I was and I see a police cruiser looking for someone or something with his spotlight thing. I just ran up this steep hill and hide behind a dumpster and I waited for like 20 min scared shitless. After awhile I go looking for another spot to hide out at, I eventually found another mattress behind a staircase and I was there for an hour all paranoid about every damn sound. But I eventually got the balls to say fuck it and give no shits If I see a cop. I go the idea to see if the girl I smoked with the night before was Around her motel, so I start walking over to her side and before I go down the staircase I see on the highway a sheriff truck go past. So I hurried around to where her motel was. And I see her in her car with her mom, I go crouch by the driver window and knock, she rolled down her window and said what up. I looked like a strait tweaker I was stuttering and looking up at the high way and back down at her really fast and saying " I I I got some weed I met the wrong fucking people man I just need to smoke and calm the fuck down the cops are looking for me." She asked me if I was good, I said kinda, she said she didn't want me in her car if the cops were after me. But she let me in anyway, and her mom put her cig out and said alright you look a little busy and leaves back into the motel. So I was in the Back seat and she just passed me her bowl and I took A fat hit, she had some good weed. She asked who I involved with and I said some dude I met at hyvee, she said half of the people that are at this motel are meth users. I said shit, well I didn't know they shot meth but I guess I have to learn the hard way. She continued to load 3 bowls of her weed, but after the 4th bowl I said damn you don't have to keep loading your weed so I gave her my whole sack, ( I trusted this girl because she was very generous with her drugs.) she loaded a bowl and gave me my sack back, she tried handing me the bowl but I said Naw u take the first hit. when she passed me the bowl I fucking spilled it, I handed her the bowl and my sack again and said I fucked up you might have to go nug finding tomorrow. She just laughed and packed the bowl again. I let her pack the bowl 4 more times after that and we were smoking for a good hour and a half. She said she was finally going to go pass out.

I told her thanks and left. I went to go knock on caseys motel door to see if he had came back yet. He opens the door and said whatup how was your adventure. He was in his boxers, I said real funny homes, I don't think you have been outside tweaking with weed on you and cops are on the motel property. He told me that was unusual of them being here because they never come around there. I gave him the sack and he said what the fuck? I said what, ( I forgot I even smoked it) He said This only looks like 2 grams. I said bro I was tweeking and had to calm down. He said its all good, then he started rolling a joint, he told me you already smoke your half, I said shit idc g. But then he said I know you want a hit, I said well no shit I love weed homes. He hands me the joint, I take a hit and pass it back. I showed him the needle with meth and blood, he said aight you want it, so my vein was fucked already so he tried to hit a vein in the other arm but he was struggling for like 2 min so i said fuck it i'm good. so he took it out, he said you could just spray it down your throat. I said naw fuck that and spray it down the drain.

He went to bed and I left and moved on to the next chapter of my life.
That was it with these people I actually move out of that city. But I still go there to buy Drugs but not meth.

I have so many stories in my vault that I could write a book.
 
JayzzBlaze420 said:
So my dumbass tried to go open the motel door, but i was so high I kinda forgot that it was locked. After that I thought well what the fuck do I do now, I knew they were going to take forever to get back. I just walked over to this mattress behind a dumpster, ( I knew where it was because a couple nights before I was hanging with my ex and her girlfriend, and we smoked on that mattress.) I just sat there gacked out of my mind cold af because it was January, and I live In Iowa. After awhile I just started to walk around the motel looking for shit to do or someone to chill with. I look around the corner and see a police officer shine his flashlight at the mattress where I was sitting 15 min before, I fucking panicked because I had an eighth of loud weed on me, I dashed to the opposite end of the motel and hide in between a shed and a garage. I hear a car in front of where I was and I see a police cruiser looking for someone or something with his spotlight thing. I just ran up this steep hill and hide behind a dumpster and I waited for like 20 min scared shitless. After awhile I go looking for another spot to hide out at, I eventually found another mattress behind a staircase and I was there for an hour all paranoid about every damn sound. But I eventually got the balls to say fuck it and give no shits If I see a cop. I go the idea to see if the girl I smoked with the night before was Around her motel, so I start walking over to her side and before I go down the staircase I see on the highway a sheriff truck go past. So I hurried around to where her motel was. And I see her in her car with her mom, I go crouch by the driver window and knock, she rolled down her window and said what up. I looked like a strait tweaker I was stuttering and looking up at the high way and back down at her really fast and saying " I I I got some weed I met the wrong fucking people man I just need to smoke and calm the fuck down the cops are looking for me." She asked me if I was good, I said kinda, she said she didn't want me in her car if the cops were after me. But she let me in anyway, and her mom put her cig out and said alright you look a little busy and leaves back into the motel. So I was in the Back seat and she just passed me her bowl and I took A fat hit, she had some good weed. She asked who I involved with and I said some dude I met at hyvee, she said half of the people that are at this motel are meth users. I said shit, well I didn't know they shot meth but I guess I have to learn the hard way. She continued to load 3 bowls of her weed, but after the 4th bowl I said damn you don't have to keep loading your weed so I gave her my whole sack, ( I trusted this girl because she was very generous with her drugs.) she loaded a bowl and gave me my sack back, she tried handing me the bowl but I said Naw u take the first hit. when she passed me the bowl I fucking spilled it, I handed her the bowl and my sack again and said I fucked up you might have to go nug finding tomorrow. She just laughed and packed the bowl again. I let her pack the bowl 4 more times after that and we were smoking for a good hour and a half. She said she was finally going to go pass out.

I told her thanks and left. I went to go knock on caseys motel door to see if he had came back yet. He opens the door and said whatup how was your adventure. He was in his boxers, I said real funny homes, I don't think you have been outside tweaking with weed on you and cops are on the motel property. He told me that was unusual of them being here because they never come around there. I gave him the sack and he said what the fuck? I said what, ( I forgot I even smoked it) He said This only looks like 2 grams. I said bro I was tweeking and had to calm down. He said its all good, then he started rolling a joint, he told me you already smoke your half, I said shit idc g. But then he said I know you want a hit, I said well no shit I love weed homes. He hands me the joint, I take a hit and pass it back. I showed him the needle with meth and blood, he said aight you want it, so my vein was fucked already so he tried to hit a vein in the other arm but he was struggling for like 2 min so i said fuck it i'm good. so he took it out, he said you could just spray it down your throat. I said naw fuck that and spray it down the drain.

He went to bed and I left and moved on to the next chapter of my life.
That was it with these people I actually move out of that city. But I still go there to buy Drugs but not meth.

I have so many stories in my vault that I could write a book.
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Keep it up, you have a fresh, funky style.
 
JayzzBlaze420 said:
So my dumbass tried to go open the motel door, but i was so high I kinda forgot that it was locked. After that I thought well what the fuck do I do now, I knew they were going to take forever to get back. I just walked over to this mattress behind a dumpster, ( I knew where it was because a couple nights before I was hanging with my ex and her girlfriend, and we smoked on that mattress.) I just sat there gacked out of my mind cold af because it was January, and I live In Iowa. After awhile I just started to walk around the motel looking for shit to do or someone to chill with. I look around the corner and see a police officer shine his flashlight at the mattress where I was sitting 15 min before, I fucking panicked because I had an eighth of loud weed on me, I dashed to the opposite end of the motel and hide in between a shed and a garage. I hear a car in front of where I was and I see a police cruiser looking for someone or something with his spotlight thing. I just ran up this steep hill and hide behind a dumpster and I waited for like 20 min scared shitless. After awhile I go looking for another spot to hide out at, I eventually found another mattress behind a staircase and I was there for an hour all paranoid about every damn sound. But I eventually got the balls to say fuck it and give no shits If I see a cop. I go the idea to see if the girl I smoked with the night before was Around her motel, so I start walking over to her side and before I go down the staircase I see on the highway a sheriff truck go past. So I hurried around to where her motel was. And I see her in her car with her mom, I go crouch by the driver window and knock, she rolled down her window and said what up. I looked like a strait tweaker I was stuttering and looking up at the high way and back down at her really fast and saying " I I I got some weed I met the wrong fucking people man I just need to smoke and calm the fuck down the cops are looking for me." She asked me if I was good, I said kinda, she said she didn't want me in her car if the cops were after me. But she let me in anyway, and her mom put her cig out and said alright you look a little busy and leaves back into the motel. So I was in the Back seat and she just passed me her bowl and I took A fat hit, she had some good weed. She asked who I involved with and I said some dude I met at hyvee, she said half of the people that are at this motel are meth users. I said shit, well I didn't know they shot meth but I guess I have to learn the hard way. She continued to load 3 bowls of her weed, but after the 4th bowl I said damn you don't have to keep loading your weed so I gave her my whole sack, ( I trusted this girl because she was very generous with her drugs.) she loaded a bowl and gave me my sack back, she tried handing me the bowl but I said Naw u take the first hit. when she passed me the bowl I fucking spilled it, I handed her the bowl and my sack again and said I fucked up you might have to go nug finding tomorrow. She just laughed and packed the bowl again. I let her pack the bowl 4 more times after that and we were smoking for a good hour and a half. She said she was finally going to go pass out.

I told her thanks and left. I went to go knock on caseys motel door to see if he had came back yet. He opens the door and said whatup how was your adventure. He was in his boxers, I said real funny homes, I don't think you have been outside tweaking with weed on you and cops are on the motel property. He told me that was unusual of them being here because they never come around there. I gave him the sack and he said what the fuck? I said what, ( I forgot I even smoked it) He said This only looks like 2 grams. I said bro I was tweeking and had to calm down. He said its all good, then he started rolling a joint, he told me you already smoke your half, I said shit idc g. But then he said I know you want a hit, I said well no shit I love weed homes. He hands me the joint, I take a hit and pass it back. I showed him the needle with meth and blood, he said aight you want it, so my vein was fucked already so he tried to hit a vein in the other arm but he was struggling for like 2 min so i said fuck it i'm good. so he took it out, he said you could just spray it down your throat. I said naw fuck that and spray it down the drain.

He went to bed and I left and moved on to the next chapter of my life.
That was it with these people I actually move out of that city. But I still go there to buy Drugs but not meth.

I have so many stories in my vault that I could write a book.
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You MUST write a book! You transform me into your world with your writing skills. Top tier bro! Pretty please, more stories soon! I'm practically jonesing for more tales from you.
 
Good shit. Nice to hear from a slightly different scene than the typical BL tale. As another guy who likes to share stories, real recognize real.
 
SKL said:
Good shit. Nice to hear from a slightly different scene than the typical BL tale. As another guy who likes to share stories, real recognize real.
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Can we hear some of your stories?
 
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