Well, that was another nice run. Been back on dope since back in jersey. But, jus recently kicked.. again. I stopped when my girlgot picked up on her warrant. She has about 3 weeks left. However, she has 3years probation, which means 3 years of UAs. And if she cant use, neither can I. Thatll be interesting since neither of us have been clean completely in 7 years. She found a dr for adderall, so atleast we'll get that.
ohh, i forgot A month ago, I got 200 from a friend to buy a 8ball. so i call my dealer up, who ive been with for 6 months. tells me hes coming out. I see one of his boys coming so i get te money out. he backs me up to a phone pole, then out of nowhere some other kid comes out and jams a big ass rifle in my gut. At that point i say fuck you and run. the one kid grabs me by the jacket, then when i turn my attention him, the other hits me as hard as he can in my head with (air?) rifle. Then i kick the kid holding me and run a little. he catches me again.. repeat.
I lost track of how many times i got hit, maybe 8times. I don't now its fuzzy. finally, i throw one of the hundreds, that distracts em long enough o get away. they run away now too since were in a lighted apt. courtyard w/ cameras. so, i notice my jackets missing so i go o get it. they took it, but i find my dealers phone, brand new $200 android with all his customers numbers. At that point i realize im bleeding bad. so i take my sweatshirt and wrap it around my head & run to the bus station so no coos stop me(warrant). I go to the bathroom, and my face is red. i mean thee's not a spec of white anywhere. Takes 10 minutes so i look prsentable in public. i take the bus and go home. I don't remember much after i got on the bus.i do remember sittiing at home enjoying the blood loss and concussion or rather, funcussion. i felt higher than a 5 bag shot.
Those fuckers got my 100 bill but i got his new $200 phone. it was password locked, so i flashed it, losing the numbers. important thing was, he lost all his clients numbers, and couldnt call them w/ whatever new number he got. and theres pics w/ him holding guns im thinking about putting on facebook. fuck them.
ohh, i forgot A month ago, I got 200 from a friend to buy a 8ball. so i call my dealer up, who ive been with for 6 months. tells me hes coming out. I see one of his boys coming so i get te money out. he backs me up to a phone pole, then out of nowhere some other kid comes out and jams a big ass rifle in my gut. At that point i say fuck you and run. the one kid grabs me by the jacket, then when i turn my attention him, the other hits me as hard as he can in my head with (air?) rifle. Then i kick the kid holding me and run a little. he catches me again.. repeat.
I lost track of how many times i got hit, maybe 8times. I don't now its fuzzy. finally, i throw one of the hundreds, that distracts em long enough o get away. they run away now too since were in a lighted apt. courtyard w/ cameras. so, i notice my jackets missing so i go o get it. they took it, but i find my dealers phone, brand new $200 android with all his customers numbers. At that point i realize im bleeding bad. so i take my sweatshirt and wrap it around my head & run to the bus station so no coos stop me(warrant). I go to the bathroom, and my face is red. i mean thee's not a spec of white anywhere. Takes 10 minutes so i look prsentable in public. i take the bus and go home. I don't remember much after i got on the bus.i do remember sittiing at home enjoying the blood loss and concussion or rather, funcussion. i felt higher than a 5 bag shot.
Those fuckers got my 100 bill but i got his new $200 phone. it was password locked, so i flashed it, losing the numbers. important thing was, he lost all his clients numbers, and couldnt call them w/ whatever new number he got. and theres pics w/ him holding guns im thinking about putting on facebook. fuck them.
it makes me almost jealous in a sick way that your relationship with your lady can be like how you mentioned