CocaineKeys
Greenlighter
Looking at all my drug experiences over the past years I think I could safely say that cocaine deals are by far the fucking worst.
So I'm on my couch while a good friend of mine is railing lines on my computer desk since it's made of glass. If I recall correctly I was on speed, cocaine, weed, GHB and codeine. I was pretty fucked up and just sitting on my couch was enough for me since in my head everything was just chaos, I liked it though.
Me and the friend take turns snorting the lines, line after line and the cocaine is finally gone. Fuck.
Well, I didn't mind, but if it's cocaine, then my friend is fucking addicted so the first thing that happened was we were going to get some more coke, who would of guessed?!
Since my friend only used coke he was going to drive, I was still kind of unable to even stand on my two fucking feet not even talking about walking. He helps me into his car, hands me two glocks and a joint. Now if you can imagine where my mind was, try to imagine what I thought having two guns handed to me, it took a few minutes to even understand what to light, the guns or the joint. I'm finally able to ask him what the fuck I need the guns for and he tells me that his dealer carries a gun and I should get out of the car and do whatever if the deal went wrong. I say fuck it, no problem, no point in having a discussion because just processing my own thoughts was one fucking though job.
Thirty minutes later we are at a hotel, the dealer turns out to be a fucking nice dude, giving us lines for free, they didn't fucking end, then sold us the shit and gave us 2 grams more for fucking free. Don't even ask me why, he's probably trying to get all his customers fucking addicted to the shit and have them return every night for more.
Either way it was a pretty good night and I enjoyed, anyone out there that wants to share his stories on shady deals and the likes? I'm not going to sleep in a pretty long time and I feel like reading!
So I'm on my couch while a good friend of mine is railing lines on my computer desk since it's made of glass. If I recall correctly I was on speed, cocaine, weed, GHB and codeine. I was pretty fucked up and just sitting on my couch was enough for me since in my head everything was just chaos, I liked it though.
Me and the friend take turns snorting the lines, line after line and the cocaine is finally gone. Fuck.
Well, I didn't mind, but if it's cocaine, then my friend is fucking addicted so the first thing that happened was we were going to get some more coke, who would of guessed?!
Since my friend only used coke he was going to drive, I was still kind of unable to even stand on my two fucking feet not even talking about walking. He helps me into his car, hands me two glocks and a joint. Now if you can imagine where my mind was, try to imagine what I thought having two guns handed to me, it took a few minutes to even understand what to light, the guns or the joint. I'm finally able to ask him what the fuck I need the guns for and he tells me that his dealer carries a gun and I should get out of the car and do whatever if the deal went wrong. I say fuck it, no problem, no point in having a discussion because just processing my own thoughts was one fucking though job.
Thirty minutes later we are at a hotel, the dealer turns out to be a fucking nice dude, giving us lines for free, they didn't fucking end, then sold us the shit and gave us 2 grams more for fucking free. Don't even ask me why, he's probably trying to get all his customers fucking addicted to the shit and have them return every night for more.
Either way it was a pretty good night and I enjoyed, anyone out there that wants to share his stories on shady deals and the likes? I'm not going to sleep in a pretty long time and I feel like reading!