absolutely crazy.
it was me btw. fuck it, i have no shame in it. just frustration
i was caught in a pub with it. was having a brilliant night. searched (forgot to hide it) found, and treated like a menace to society. the security guards treated me as if i had a knife on me or something. police got called, searched again, taken off to the police station, searched again, put in a cell, strip searched. then remained in the cell for 11 hours bored out of my face gurning and jaw grinding listening to drunken assholes kicking the doors and swearing all night, hardly given any water, then taken out of the cell in the morning feeling like shit. interviewed. letter in the post. went up to the station. letter of court date
stated my opinions of how unbelievably blown out of proportion the whole thing was, how they should be catching real criminals, how much of a waste of time. they dont give a shit
disgusting, feel violated. made to feel like a real criminal. its our bodys, our freedom of choice. how fucking ironic is being arrested for drugs in a pub where they serve one of the worst drugs in society all night = alcohol. very ironic. nobody bats an eye lid at alcohol. twisted. laws on drugs spin my brain