You went to the ER ande they gave you ten 20mg pills? What country are you in that you get the crushable oxy?
Been trying to cut down on using, but hasn't been working too great. Only cop about twice a week though. Last two times, like today, I woke up in WDs and then pretty much just threw on clothes and ran out the door headed down to the city.
If my guy is on point I know exactly where on the highway to make the call to make sure he's around. Then I go pick up needles, give him the second call to tell him I'm heading to the meeting spot and voila! Perfectly orchestrated pickup with no anxious waiting or any waiting around for the call back. That's one thing I used to hate about going through middlemen. There'd be a lot of waiting around at my house or elsewhere just waiting for them to call me back where I couldn't focus on anything else because I was craving so much, so I'd end up doing nothing except anxiously waiting. I noticed middlemen were usually bad at giving reliable guesstimates for how long something would take and were bad at accurately communicating where they were. I used to have one friend that would always say "5-10 minutes away" when, even if he had no traffic and was driving 90mph, it would still be longer than that. *End rant*
I was just typing don't bothering reading that.
Now for the important part, la manteca y la mota. La inyección... ai ai ai dios mio! Bags seemed good. That is one thing I like about copping right as soon as I wake up. Since I'm feeling shitty, I am super excited and in a good mood on the drive down knowing I'm going to make all the pain go away.
Once I pick up the rigs and do the deal I know I'll have this day and the next where I know I'll be fine. Better than fine. It'll be the closest I come to feeling invincible, even though I could be a bad cut or hot shot away from death. For now though, I am good.
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Also, the Olympics, yay!
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hahahaha me just chillin with some great psytrance music on shrooms 
