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i was at an alltime low in my life like 5 years ago when my bf at the time and i were "friends" with a dude who was a raging cokehead and just happened to be good friends with a guy who worked a shift at a crackhouse. now i say "crackhouse" but really, it was a cokehouse. like, u can't just walk up in there and say "hey can i get an 8ball?" lol you have to be a serious dealer and the minimum pickup there was a lb of coke. and you can't just show up at this place. probably only about 10 guys in the whole miami area knew about this house and this friend of ours was one of them.
his buddy who worked the shift would literally break us off a few 8balls from some pretty fucking pure shit. i wouldn't go as far to say that it was like 100% uncut, but it def wasn't the shit circulating on the streets.
anyway, he would call us every thursday and be like "hey hey im on my way to the grocery store u guys want anything" and at the time i was loving coke so naturally i'd bel ike, "yea grab us 2 balls...oh and 5 xannies" they had endless supply of xanax too. thank god that guy moved and we don't have that hookup any more. i'd be dead for sure.
those were the days where i had some almost unbelieveable stories to tell every monday after my binger weekend filled with strippers and escorts and gasoline fight incidents lolol
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man i can't believe i tried to come off as responsible in that other thread, i am so full of shit just don't tell anyone |
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