it did make me extremely jaded and cost me some friends as well as quite possibly the coolest girl I've ever met.
she was this girl with parents from Guatemala so she spoke english and spanish fluently and she funny as fuck. I met her at a party one night the summer of my senior year in high school (and I didn't even really go to parties to party, just long enough to scope out the scene and see what I was dealing with) and no joke her verbatim first words to me was "your friend told me you might be able to get me coke, is that true?"
and im sitting there like "did this sexy ass chick really just ask me to get her coke?" and I didn't really fuck with coke that much because it was too expensive, but I told her I could do that for her. This was also within like the first 3-4 months of me having been getting my feet wet with dope so I was still quite interested in it and told her for the price of what the coke would cost I could get her twice as much heroin and it would be better quality compared to the coke. She said she had taken some of her sister's Perc 5s before and really enjoyed the warm feeling she felt from it so she wound up getting dope instead. I told her I'd have some in the next two days (hang onto your money for now we'll figure it out later) and we exchanged numbers before she had to leave and I was pretty pumped at what just happened. The first mistake I made was getting more drunk after she left and I wound up hooking up with her friend after she left (had no idea they were friends, barely got the other chick's name tbh but she was actually pretty hot too. But not as chill as the first chick.
So I already kind of started digging my own grave there but two days later we actually met up and I fucked up again by doing one of the bags I was supposed to save for her and wound up only being able to give her two instead of three bags. She did one with me in the parking lot we were at and I went and dropped her off at the football game that was going on so she could meet up with her friends. She asked me if I wanted to go with her in the stand but I was high, in that "too-cool-for-school-activities" rebellious teenager mindset, and got a text asking if I was trying to get more from this kid who always got mad money from his parents. So I told her to just text me when she did the remaining bag letting me know how she liked it.
And we would like text and shit about more or less anything, she told me about this word Im not forget for the rest of my life because it is such a random word to use but I know exactly what smell it is referring to (the word is petrichor, not even in spell check lol), and then like 2 days later she texted me saying she was still trying to see how coke was too and I agreed again and got the coke like 4 days in advance, but literally the day before we were supposed to chill I got arrested for a marijuana small amount charge and just did all the coke out of paranoia and a moment of mental weakness. I told her I had to handle some shit due to my arrest and I would let her know when I had an idea of when I would get my car back.
She found another guy to go out with like 5 days later and from what I was able to gather he didn't really use drugs.
So I just never really texted her after that and lost that phone with her number
Idk, I didn't do myself any favors throughout the whole courting phase and even though we both laughed like crazy around each other, her parents were real strict Ladder Day Saints and I guess she realized I would never be an ideal person to bring home so that was that.
whenever I walk outside and it's sunny but just has rained....
I die a little on the inside
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