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I'm Talking To My Imaginary Friend ..
But he refuses to talk to me.
Coke/Meth/LSD Comedown
No, I’m not on any of these substances. Landing Gear it’s been called. You’re coming off an intense high. Beer, my friend, is your landing gear. No liquor, too quick, too scary. Down a few cold o...
Shooting Up
The only needles I’ve had in my arm were administered by a doctor or a nurse. I have given spoons to friends and have watched them stick their veins. Last time…I used both hands to squeeze the fr...
Greasy Poo
In high school my first girlfriend was Lynn. I affectionately called her Lynnie The Poo. Then in notes passed between classes I started to referr to myself as Greasy Jess as I had unkempt long ...
Acrobatic Make-Up Sex
It was close to summer time. I was with Erin, her bf Max, and Jessica. Erin and Max wanted to go to the park on the mountain and smoke a joint. I was all for that but Jess had taken a dose of ...
Shekkin' Booty
Not really. 4:58 AM Awake but really tired. I’m in bed, not the couch. I’ve been reading the NOFX biography The Hepatitis Bathtub And Other Stories. Have said and will continue to say (whenever ...
Sometimes I Miss Hard Drugs
Snorting coke on acid while a joint is going around. Good times.
We're All Living A Lie
I’d rather be the Invisible Man. Looks fun.
12:00
I’m just so fucking confused....
Fig It
Yes. I’ve been drinking. I’m off till Sunday night. Just let me enjoy this before I put myself through real Hell. This bottle will disappear. Road To Nowhere Ozzy had his Road To No Where Lookin...
I Reached Out
But no one graspsed. I’m gonna try sleep after this bottle is finished…
I'd Kill
For a gram of meth or an eight-ball of coke right now. Either way the next twenty-four hours would be interesting. For the uninitiated Eight-ball of coke is three grams. That’d be done in one ni...
Book Description
Stories Of My Sordid Past
And present.
Probably future, too.
