Everyone is asleep. I’m in the basement as usual, without the dope it feels a lot colder down here. I smoked awhile ago and took another 2mg of suboxone…I figure I won’t be able to get dope till around 8:30 – 9:00pm so that is 24 hours for the subs to wear off, I just hope this is enough to get me out of bed in the morning.
I called Friendly this morning, for those of you who don’t know he was a real good homeless friend of mine that I did a lot of heroin with, and occasionally meth while he was staying in Colorado. Kind of a best friend in sense. On Tue (June, 23 2009) was the last time I saw him and will be for a long time I’m sure. When I called him he told me he was on his bus back home...it hurts looking back on that day even though all we did was hang out in some fools shitty apartment on 13th and Downing, nodding out in the living room, barely saying shit. I wish I made more of it because now I kind of miss the homie.
Farmboy and Olive might be leaving in a few weeks here too, I don’t know what I’ll do after that. I got nobody. All my other friends stopped associating with me ever since I became a “junkie” so now all I got for friends are junkies. When they leave I don’t know how I’ll cope with being the only heroin addict left I know. If that even makes sense. Maybe if I’m lucky Olive will stay behind, Farmboy was telling me when we were fixing in the parking lot two nights ago that she might not leave with him. It would be nice having at least one person here I know. That isn't to mention they also both got a love for the needle and here in Colorado is the only place they can get it so she might stay for the drug. It will be interesting to see how this plays out.
I called Friendly this morning, for those of you who don’t know he was a real good homeless friend of mine that I did a lot of heroin with, and occasionally meth while he was staying in Colorado. Kind of a best friend in sense. On Tue (June, 23 2009) was the last time I saw him and will be for a long time I’m sure. When I called him he told me he was on his bus back home...it hurts looking back on that day even though all we did was hang out in some fools shitty apartment on 13th and Downing, nodding out in the living room, barely saying shit. I wish I made more of it because now I kind of miss the homie.
Farmboy and Olive might be leaving in a few weeks here too, I don’t know what I’ll do after that. I got nobody. All my other friends stopped associating with me ever since I became a “junkie” so now all I got for friends are junkies. When they leave I don’t know how I’ll cope with being the only heroin addict left I know. If that even makes sense. Maybe if I’m lucky Olive will stay behind, Farmboy was telling me when we were fixing in the parking lot two nights ago that she might not leave with him. It would be nice having at least one person here I know. That isn't to mention they also both got a love for the needle and here in Colorado is the only place they can get it so she might stay for the drug. It will be interesting to see how this plays out.