To say this has been a long week is a major fucking understatement. First i end up going into morphine and dilaudid withdrawals then i end up in a slummy house of a aquintence of mine scoring drugs. Originally went to get coke but turned it down and got weed and shrooms instead. Havent taken any of the shrooms yet but i'll keep them and it saves me from freezing my balls out picking them myself.
After getting good and stoned a few "friends" of mine show up from the old days. One guy i havent seen in atleast 5 years and if anything looks even worse then before. Fresh outta jail and ripping off stores to pay down debts on his heavy crack habit. Since he also bangs oxy when he can afford to he doesent spend much money on food and it shows. Ive seen corpses look better.
The weed get's me thinking about alot of shit in the meantime and how i thought everyone had changed and gone to shit on rock. Then i realize that nothing has changed at all and that ive changed instead. The only thing that has changed is the choice of drugs the same scams are still going except theve gotten more pathetic. Alot more or perhaps it just seems pathetic to me. I can't stand this town and all the people around here it's such a fucking bringdown. Nothing here but bad memories.
I get the fuck out of the place as soon as i can and head home. I don't have anywhere else to go that for sure. After smoking a joint and taking some codeine i check my bank account and prices of plane tickets online. Just a few more months and hopefully im gone. With any luck i can keep my head this time when i take off. Take off and not look back for what is there to look back for.
After getting good and stoned a few "friends" of mine show up from the old days. One guy i havent seen in atleast 5 years and if anything looks even worse then before. Fresh outta jail and ripping off stores to pay down debts on his heavy crack habit. Since he also bangs oxy when he can afford to he doesent spend much money on food and it shows. Ive seen corpses look better.
The weed get's me thinking about alot of shit in the meantime and how i thought everyone had changed and gone to shit on rock. Then i realize that nothing has changed at all and that ive changed instead. The only thing that has changed is the choice of drugs the same scams are still going except theve gotten more pathetic. Alot more or perhaps it just seems pathetic to me. I can't stand this town and all the people around here it's such a fucking bringdown. Nothing here but bad memories.
I get the fuck out of the place as soon as i can and head home. I don't have anywhere else to go that for sure. After smoking a joint and taking some codeine i check my bank account and prices of plane tickets online. Just a few more months and hopefully im gone. With any luck i can keep my head this time when i take off. Take off and not look back for what is there to look back for.
It'll work out. 