Ok well its 2:00 am and I am a little weirded out. I was sitting here earlier and the phone rings .
I couldent place the voice , turns out a very old freind from when I was in elementry school somehow tracked my number down . And this freind was my best freind way back when . We used to pretend we were the Beetles and run around singing beetles songs...Eeeew hippie shit !
Anyhow he was obviously wasted , he was talking my ear off. Then he asked me if I knew anyone who wanted to buy some sorta somthing . I assume it was drugs . He wasent too clear, then explained he was addicted to herion .
Now when I lived in Seattle I knew too many who used herion . Personally I never tried it (that I know of ) I mean I smoke weed and have had some weed that will completly wipe me out. But he was saying how shitty things were yadda..yadda .
I felt bad really bad, but I know the worst thing I could do is invite him over . Or give him money or such seems he is back in town and hasent got alot of anything . This hurts alot, cause I been through addiction to drugs . I used to do speed when I was way younger . And know its tough its hard and when you try and get clean you relize you truley are alone . Locked away in a little shell and cant seem to see aylight for so long .
Ive been clean for damn near 11 years or so now and I am amazed that I am . It is one of the worst drugs ever.
Anyhow , this really brought me down hearing that he was so down and out . I disconnected the phone and am now writting this down as I download music..God I need a life -Laughs-
