ok so I went down to the city today with my friend who smokes crack. We got the dope first and I did 3 bags right then and there but of course he wanted to get some rocks after the fact (foregoing doing some of his bags because he was too caught up on rocks) and I couldnt really say shit because
1- his car
2- I was high as fuck
3- did I mention it was his car?
except we came from a different direction than he's used to so I basically had to give him directions for a place I had no idea of the actual location. And he's gettin all snappy at me because I couldn't give him precise instructions on how to get HIS OWN FUCKING spot. So eventually we see a group of dudes standing on the corner so hes like "im just gonna ask these dudes" and parks down the street and goes up to them.
4 minutes later he comes back and says they only were selling dope, and I asked him if he got a phone number at least but he says no but theyre always at that spot for almost 24/7.
Yeah, until that block gets hot (and the cops were EVERYWHERE today, end of month quotas exist I swear on my LIFE) and they have to move. Get a fucking phone number you sped
but we backtrack and finally just park up on the main strip so he can walk to his usual spot, except we parked right behind this guy who was literally frozen standing up. Like you could see his breath becoming smoke in the air so he wasnt dead, but he literally was just standing there probably high on wet. So while he's walking there two Transit Police cops roll up with their lights on and start questioning the frozen guy literally within 6 feet in front of me. All of the rest of our shit was in the trunk but im still kind of unsettled at the whole situation and finally he calls me on the phone and asks what the cops are doing. I tell him theyre fucking with the statue guy but if he doesnt hurry his ass up its only a matter of time before they notice the white kid sitting alone in the passenger seat of a car with tinted windows,
Then, I see one of the cops tilt his head towards his walkie-talkie on his shoulder and say something to the other cop. They basically push the statue guy in a direction after searching him, both get into their car, and speed away in the opposite direction. So crisis averted and my friend comes back and we pull out all good to go (well I was good like 15 mins ago as usual but god forbid Tyrone Biggums goes home with ONLY heroin, god forbid)
and now we both tell each other we gotta take a piss before we dont have a place to do it at (ie: the highway). So we stop at this McDonalds right around the corner except their bathroom only has one urinal up because the stall is locked for some reason (nobody in it though, toilet worked perfectly fine). My friend is sitting in front of the urinal just doing nothing because I guess he cant piss with people right around him (there were like 4 other people waiting to piss). So I said fuck it, and crawl underneath the door and just as I whip my dick out I hear a mcdonalds employee come in and say "THAT STALL IS LOCKED FOR A REASON" all pissed off and shit
so I walk out and apologize, saying it was open when I came in. My friend never took a piss so we both just leave and go to the Wendy's across the street. We get there and the door is locked to the mens bathroom so I just use the women's and finally empty my tank. Except now my friend proclaims he has to take a shit as well. So we both say fuck it and just start heading towards another mcdonalds on the way back. We split a bag in the parking lot and he literally doesnt shut the fuck up about getting all the trash out of the car the entire time. Idk if anyone's been around a crackhead who is waiting to smoke rock but theyre annoying as shit. And annoying is an understatement. Starts getting all snappy that im taking too long to line out the bag (I was fucked up already) and eventually I was just like "DUDE, CHILL THE FUCK OUT" and he responded "IGHT WELL IM TRYIN TO BUT YOURE TAKIN SO LONG" and then I just did my half and he did his and then finally smoked his rocks in the same parking lot.
Literally 10 seconds after he's done he just goes "my bad for snapping earlier, I get like that when im trying to smoke". I already could piece that together so I just said my bad for being a bit out of it, I haven't gotten high since Friday so I was more than fucked up already. And we start heading back just listening to the radio in silence, each of us for different reasons. I think he felt embarrassed for being kind of rude, and I was just dipping out really. Must have ruffled my nose like 4 times a minute and it seemed like maybe 5 mins had passed before we were getting off at the exit to go home. A little fresh air and elapsed time was all I really needed to come back to reality though, and I just remember saying "yeah im really fucked up man" on the way back and he was like "damn are you gonna be straight and everything?" and I just told him yeah, believe me Im not complaining.
so now I'm back home, just sort of gathering myself before I take some more but I wanted to let you guys know im not ODing or anything lol. This batch of shit was definitely better than the last time, and it wasnt just my tolerance because my friend even agreed he didnt usually feel that good off a half of a bag and some crack.
here's what Im jumping through all these hoops for just to put it up my nose, man if I had 1/10th of this much determination for school as I do for heroin I'd be in Law School right now
see that font? No fentanyl cuts here, just some good old fashioned FIYAHHHHH
U KNOW IT.
never a dull moment I swear