I believe that the meaning of life is simple; to meet and share as many ideas as possible with others who happen to cross our path on this crazy journey we call LIFE…!! 🙂❤️
(IS 2024 the Year That…??) I thought that, just in case it does turn out to be the second part of that caption, I should maybe get a pic of it…? Even though that’s really stupid cos it looks like, & could be, any blob of gear on the foil. Maybe it’s me knowing how…
Afterwards, when it’s all been smoked, I always feel that it was just a big waste of my money. Thats new. And totally alien, but good. Not so long ago I couldn’t imagine what else I might spend my money on, if not on bits. I called any cash money I came across “Tokens for…
OK, so this is real, I’m genuinely been given the BEST CHANCE I’m probably ever going to have to stop using these drugs…. and I can’t seem to fucking do it. I’m serious, I’m fucked. Sure, maybe I’ve got a few weeks of clean time, maybe even a month, but no more than that. It’s…
When I woke up earlier, I’ll be honest, I didn’t even feel like I could be bothered even trying to muster the energy it was going to take to fight against the inevitable cravings to smoke. In fact, I’m pretty sure that I woke up craving crack and heroin. How crazy is that? I mean,…
A while ago, I wrote a post about how, to me, money was just a voucher to use to buy drugs. Today, Pixie needed to go in to town to see a vet, so my mate gave me a tenner for the train fare, ect. A tenner also just so happens to be how much…
I’m still here…. I know I haven’t posted for a while, but I am still here and I wanted to check in. Today is the seventh day in a row that I haven’t used any drugs for. Except for a little slip on Wednesday evening, when I had one of each that is. I’m pretty…
So I’ve been offline for a few weeks and I’m not gonna lie, it’s been HORRIBLE! I even applied for a loan from the DWP (Department for Work & Pensions -in the UK they’re the government dept. responsible for sorting everyone’s benefit money.) specifically to buy myself a new phone…. but obviously that all got…
If I don’t have enough gear that’s a BIG problem…. because, well, because, I don’t have enough…duh….but if I’ve got too much, that’s a problem too, albeit a much smaller one, because I’ll just sit up all night, or until I feel like I’d better stop , otherwise I’ll have fuck -all for the morning.…
I’ve wanted a glass pipe like this one for fucking years …God only knows why I waited for so long to finally get one of my own. I suspect it’s got something to do with my unfailing ability to spend any money I come across on Brown, White and occasionally tobacco… but never ever on…
So, being the compulsive writer that I am, it probably won’t surprise anyone to learn that I’m a big reader too. Over the years, I’ve read lots of books about drug addiction, from straightforward drug addiction memoirs, to books about the “war on drugs” and many others. Even as I’ve sat here now, I’ve been…