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Wat things have you lost/given up to your addiction?

i went from living in a nice house in a very good neighborhood, with my extrermely sexy, blonde hair, blue eyed wife and new baby son... to living in the backseat of a 1989 buick. i sold everything from harleys to handguns. spent my sons savings. along with my own, my wifes and my little brothers. went from the star quarterback of the high school football team (the kind of son parents could be proud of) to a petty theif who stole from his family and neighbors. i'll never forget the day that my father walked in on me shootin up. he threw a $50 bill at me and said "finish the fuckin job, go kill yourself". i took his $50. little did he know that it would take alot more than that to kill me. i was forced to leave my home in pittsburgh and my former family and former friends behind, as by this time the cops were hot on my trail. now i'm here in sunny florida w/ my extremely sexy soon to be wife. just made an offer on a house near the gulf of mexico..... i'm back on top BABY! cause, "aint nobody gonna breaka my stride, aint nobody gonna hold me down, oh no, i got to keep on movin!".
 
xxkcxx said:
can I ask how you lost your hamster and parakeet to drugs?
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Well the parakeet I was high as fuck one time and wanted to send a bag to my boy. So I tied the bag to my Parakeets leg and sent him off. That dirtbag never went to my boys. Also never came back :\


And my hamster, back when I was dealin I would have him run through some pipe that led outside with a rubber band to his back. So the person would grab it, put the dough around is back using the rubber band. Then send it back. Then I'd grab it, rubber band the bag, and send him back. Then the guy would get it and send the hamster back. Pretty cool until a junkie stole my hamster and supposedly ate it. :X:X:X:X
 
VDUBNBUD said:
Well the parakeet I was high as fuck one time and wanted to send a bag to my boy. So I tied the bag to my Parakeets leg and sent him off. That dirtbag never went to my boys. Also never came back :\


And my hamster, back when I was dealin I would have him run through some pipe that led outside with a rubber band to his back. So the person would grab it, put the dough around is back using the rubber band. Then send it back. Then I'd grab it, rubber band the bag, and send him back. Then the guy would get it and send the hamster back. Pretty cool until a junkie stole my hamster and supposedly ate it. :X:X:X:X
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Hahahhaa.
 
my right to vote and own a gun legally,my ability to get any job with a background check, my education at beautyschool which kicked me out becuz i ccame out of the bathroom with blood on my sleeve and giant red swole up arm from missing a shot in the school bathroom....

My dreams...
 
he mean the state is so full of dope that he cant come back without thinkin of it or doin it...so he cant come back at all

least that how i intrepet that
 
What valuable/sentimental items have you sold/pawned for drugs?

Or, for that matter, what have you sold or traded at a ridiculous price in order for drugs/money

personally I have never sold anything valuable or important to me for drugs, but I have had friends sell video game systems and other important items to get their fix
 
A black 1973 Ibanez jazz bass, with pearl inlay.
Vintage.
50 bucks.

Make your bed. Lie in it. No regrets.
 
My dignity and self respect! :)

As for material possessions, I've sold all kinds of things. Now that I'm an addict, things don't seem very sentimental to me. I tend to keep what I need (my clothes, my car, my cell phone, my laptop, etc.) and sell the rest.
 
Yeah, I've sold/traded/pawned a lot of things that used to mean quite a bit to me. My vintage and modern video game collection, my film collection, my film memorabilia. But like Sweet P said, these things just aren't that important to me anymore. I find myself less and less interested in material possessions. So yeah...no regrets.
 
my 50th anniversary fender american strat. bought for $1500 sold for $200. really sucked at first cuz i was forced to sell it to pay off debt before i went to rehab and it really meant alot to me, probably made the depression like 10 times worse. the funny thing is now that im semi clean i saved up for an $800 ibanez and i like it way better than the strat.
 
a Tom Delonge daphne blue Fender. Blink 182 is my favorite band. And since they havnt made them in quite some time they sell for $500+ all day long.

but it was worth more to me because:

1. my mom bought it for me as a birthday gift
2. it came in the mail the day my mom died
3. me and my mom looked for it together on an online used music gear store

i sold it for $175 and it makes me sad to think about selling it
 
Stuff which I owned: ipods (3 to be exact), x-box, x-box games, DVD movies, a few of my surfboards, snowboard with bindings and boots, laptop, clothes (thank god for the buffalo exchange), stereo's, my old set of drums and a bunch of other stuff which I don't feel like thinking of right now

Stuff which wasn't mine: parents jewelry, garden and other tools, DVD player, house decorations like small statues and china ware.

I hate thinking of stuff like this. It makes me feel like a total piece of shit thinking of all the stuff which was and wasn't mine which got pawned or traded for dope. The worst was when my dad got a PGA hat which was signed by professional golfer Vijay Singh for his birthday, and within a week that ended up in the pawn shop too because of his piece of shit junky son:(
 
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One time I was in London for 3 days. Went out clubbing, got wasted as and end up at an after party with a bunch of European nationals: Italians, Portuguese, Spaniards etc ... and little ole me from New Zealand. There was a guy there being really generous with some pills and ketamine ... and as I had no cash on me gave him by bone carving. In New Zealand, it's a big deal if you give a bone carving away ... and I kinda regretted it for quite while.
 
my entire DVD collection...

my ENTIRE DVD collection... hundreds of dollars of criterions... rarities... lost gems...

my ipod...

video games... cds...

eyugh...

all for ketamine. not even heroin or anything.

no regrets.

i needed a new ipod anyway.

i should convert to bluray.
 
Over the years I've lost all my material possessions about four times. Plus all the self respect I ever had and basically any respect for anything, all motivation and caring, and anything not directly related to getting money, copping and shooting dope.
And freedom, I lost all freedom in every sense of the word.
Thank the gods those days are behind me.
 
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