So this person I know, one whom I've done a few runs with (always tacking on an extra $10-20) was walking down the street near my house. I was at the stop sign off my road on my way to get half and half for coffee. Of course he comes to my driver side window saying he's about to have to turn himself in over this failed piss test and me, being the nice guy that I am gives him a ride to get his bag, feeds him, and anytime he asks breaks him off some suboxone (I only get 7 a week) on the agreement he'll get me back today when he gets paid, before he turns himself in. Of course hours go by and no answer from him. He banged on the side of my house to wake me up the next day so he could have some. Why the bad luck? I don't deserve this. I'm down to a half, one and a half after having to bother and buy off someone else. What do I do? 187 suicide? How much longer must I be the victim of some sleazeball?
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