I didn't wake in my own vomit, just some drool. I never bluff about shit like this, I don't care because I'm in one of my moods.
I been mad depressed as of late so I been making some poor choices, using bad judgment and I'm feeling rather disenchanted with life so to speak. I'm bi-polar, manic depressive, and I suffer from a slight split personality, shits rough for me.
I don't plan on experiencing another OD though, I'll respect my limits from now on. As much as I hate life I ain't stepping out of the game anytime soon, I love my friends, family, and Bluelight brethren far to much.
I'm feeling pretty good right now though because I went with my friends to play a little gold and hit up the Go-Kart track. Then I did a speedball.
Be careful with shit like that. There's a fine line and it's all too easy to cross it. Just a little bit more powder to get that extra rush isn't worth it man.