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…!! 🙂❤️
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, the mate that I’ve been staying with most regularly, let’s call him Jim, put it to me that maybe I should try to have a semi-regular bedtime… which I thought was a good idea, so we agreed that I’d make it to my bed no later than 3am every night (morning, whatever!) I’ve stuck…
I mean, let’s face it, if I was being sent to a desert island and I could only pick one, we all know that it’d be Heroin. I’m sorry crack, but it just would. No contest really. But that unlikely scenario aside, I do love crack too. I’d be lying if I put it any…
I mean, obviously it’s shit being homeless but recently it’s gotten so much harder… Earlier this evening the “mate” who’s letting me stay went on what I’m now pretty certain was a fishing expedition… trying to get me to admit to doing something that I just haven’t done, namely smoked my gear (heroin) outside of…
Oh my Bobby, my gear, my brown, my B. It doesn’t matter what I call you, all I know for sure is that I love you. You’re my best friend, my husband. Always there to look forward to at the end of a hard shitty day. Last night, when I saw how tiny and shit…