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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…
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…
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.…
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…
But first of all…the colour of this gear is weird, right?! It’s easily the darkest gear I’ve had for a while, and to be honest, I don’t think I like it. It doesn’t run as clean as the last couple of bags I bought, just yesterday, but off a different kid. I’m just hoping that…
Yes, it’s true. My Mum came to visit me today in Liverpool, flew in from Dublin, (technically yesterday now, since it’s after midnight) for my 39th birthday on the 16th of February. I’d managed to get a good friend to do a twenty pound bank transfer for me. As soon as I could after he…
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 Love Drugs 