Lemme explain a little...
So, I'm in my 20s and a college student, and as I've openly admitted, I'm a junkie. I like to do opiates, preferably. These include heroin, oxycontin, morphine, fentanyl and such like. It sucks being a junkie, really. Well, it sucks when you're not high. When you're high, being a druggie is so damn sweet, you dont even care about the $120 you just spent on half a gram of heroin to get high for the night. You feel mellow and happy and really fucking apathetic. That's probably why it's so easy to get carried away with it.
You get REALLY apathetic. Really, though, you just don't care about shit besides getting high. This is a pretty accurate description, I think. I'm sure you've heard it before. You don't know unless you've done it, though. You don't even fuckin' know.
Yeah, so, because of this bullshit drug addiction, I'm broke as fuck and in some serious trouble. I'm gonna tell the gist of the story here in case I do something stupid and don't make it out, so I'll have this timeless blog just kinda like frozen here as a sort of historic document.
Let's get a few things straight. I'm not fucking stupid. I knew what I was getting into... for the most part. The thing is, I don't tend to plan ahead all that much. Very much lacking in the foresight end of things. When I took out all these loans, probably numbering around a dozen now, I though I could pay them off. Thing was, I intended to pay them off with each other - never really planning for that time that I accumulate a bunch of them and they catch up to me.
Well, that time has come and I'm probably very indefinitely screwed. These drugs ad this fast-lane lifesytle, well, they're fucking driving me off the road now. Me and my girl are gonna have to stop using. This is going to be toture. Opiate withdrawal is one of the worst experiences in the world. It's worst that having food poisoning which is the only thing I can personally compare it to. It lasts longer than food poisoning, though. With opiates, you're thinking about them really hard and you physically withdrawal for weeks.
I tried quitting for a few days. I wasn't very strong. I knew we had to save some money but I'd outright fucking blow it, man god almighty, would I fucking blow it. I get small payday loans and fucking blow the money like a goddamned dandelion, man... Just up in fucking smoke, like a tuft of little seeds, floating away into nothingness, never to be seen or retrieved or heard from, but leaving me with this ugly good-for-nothing stem that fucking sucks and tells me I owe the goddamn thing money. What a fucking bitch that is, huh? What a fucking bitch opiate drug addiction is. Oh yeah, hard time, not-gonna-fucking-forgive-your-broke-junkie-ass-fornothing fucking bitch, man.
Yeah, so this ain't fucking good. The banks gonna keep giving these people money until I'm like forever in debt and I just give up and go on some like fucking crazy road trip accross country, completely ditching my girls and my family and friends and going completely fucking weird loner drifter dude on their asses. This is not going to be good. No good can come of this. I am minus good.
You get REALLY apathetic. Really, though, you just don't care about shit besides getting high. This is a pretty accurate description, I think. I'm sure you've heard it before. You don't know unless you've done it, though. You don't even fuckin' know.
Yeah, so, because of this bullshit drug addiction, I'm broke as fuck and in some serious trouble. I'm gonna tell the gist of the story here in case I do something stupid and don't make it out, so I'll have this timeless blog just kinda like frozen here as a sort of historic document.
Let's get a few things straight. I'm not fucking stupid. I knew what I was getting into... for the most part. The thing is, I don't tend to plan ahead all that much. Very much lacking in the foresight end of things. When I took out all these loans, probably numbering around a dozen now, I though I could pay them off. Thing was, I intended to pay them off with each other - never really planning for that time that I accumulate a bunch of them and they catch up to me.
Well, that time has come and I'm probably very indefinitely screwed. These drugs ad this fast-lane lifesytle, well, they're fucking driving me off the road now. Me and my girl are gonna have to stop using. This is going to be toture. Opiate withdrawal is one of the worst experiences in the world. It's worst that having food poisoning which is the only thing I can personally compare it to. It lasts longer than food poisoning, though. With opiates, you're thinking about them really hard and you physically withdrawal for weeks.
I tried quitting for a few days. I wasn't very strong. I knew we had to save some money but I'd outright fucking blow it, man god almighty, would I fucking blow it. I get small payday loans and fucking blow the money like a goddamned dandelion, man... Just up in fucking smoke, like a tuft of little seeds, floating away into nothingness, never to be seen or retrieved or heard from, but leaving me with this ugly good-for-nothing stem that fucking sucks and tells me I owe the goddamn thing money. What a fucking bitch that is, huh? What a fucking bitch opiate drug addiction is. Oh yeah, hard time, not-gonna-fucking-forgive-your-broke-junkie-ass-fornothing fucking bitch, man.
Yeah, so this ain't fucking good. The banks gonna keep giving these people money until I'm like forever in debt and I just give up and go on some like fucking crazy road trip accross country, completely ditching my girls and my family and friends and going completely fucking weird loner drifter dude on their asses. This is not going to be good. No good can come of this. I am minus good.
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