Just came down off redosing on barbs. 5:30am. Want Tram. I would stay freaking high forever. They are like freaking Skittles! Sober sucks hard core...I'm bored sober.
EXACTLY!!! I love my trams too, and I am out until my next doctors visit since I've been getting refills for the past few months and he wants to see me before he gives me anymore. I'm not worried about being taken off of them though, I mean, c'mon I've got a torn rotator cuff and loose cartilage in my right shoulder and NEED surgery, but have no insurance...hell, maybe he'll bump it up to hydrocodone, which would be LOVELY...i'll settle for my trams, though.

I like the skittles analogy, too. I always thought of them as 'tic-tacs' myself, and even use that as code with my dad and a couple of co-workers.
I was craving Xanax, but my dad's 'script was in the open, so I snagged 2mg. Sorry dad.
Now I'm craving mucho tramadol, like Pillthrill, along with more Xanax(won't take anymore out of fear of dad flipping out), and a bowl of dank headies.
4:20 in t-minus six minutes, it's time to prepare the bowl!
