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a substance, sometimes one used in medicine, taken by some people to achieve a certain effect, e.g., great happiness or excitement

Hey im a addict also new at this Alice

Posted by In a Mist on November 24, 2008 7:22 pm

HEY , U WRITE SO SMALL WHAT CAN I TELL U, IM 27 YEARS OLD AND MY NAME IS TANYA , AND MY ADDICTION HAS BEEN GOING ON AWHILE FOR ABOUT 13 YEARS OR SO .. PAIN KILLERS AND ANTI DEPPRESENTS. RECENTLY I WATCHED MY FATHER GET MURDERED IN FRONT OF ME , HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND SO KOOL , HE COULD MAKE ME LAUGH THROUGH MY WORST WITHDRAW U KNOW NOT TOO MANY PEOPLE CAN DO THAT, IT HAS BEEN ALMOST 3 MONTHS SINCE THIS HAPPENED AND MY HABBIT HAS GOTTEN BIGGER ITS THE LONGEST I HAVE EVER GONE WITHOUT HEARING HIS VOICE IT HURTS, EVERYDAY I CRY SCREAM AND GET MAD WE KNEW THE MAN THAT DID, HE LATER LAUGHTED AS I TRIED TOO PULL AND PICK MY FATHER UP WITH HIS FACE BLOWED OFF BY A M1 GUN, THEN THE FUCKING BASTERED KILLED HISSELF AFTER HE KIDNAPPED ME AND NOONE FOUNF MY FATHER TILL LATER THAT NIGHT.. I BEGGED HIM TOO KILL ME , BUT HE SAID HE WANTED TOO TAKE THE MOST INPORTANT PERSON AWAY FROM ME HE DID, MY DAD WAS AWSOME FUN WAS A UNDERSTATMENT . ITS HARD TO FIND A PARENT LET ALONE ANYONE ELSE NOW IM STUCK HERE THINKING WHY DIDN'T GOD TAKE ME , BECAUSE ME AND MY DAD WAS INSEPRABLE LITERALLY..I MISS HIM ALICE MY ADDICTION NOW IS METHADONE , MORPHINE PATCHES , SUCKERS , ANYTHING STRONG ENOUGHT TOO GET ME SICK OR OUT OF MY MIND. NEVER EVER DID HERION BECAUSE MY FATHER SAID HE WOULD LOSE ME TOO IT, BECAUSE I WOULD LOVE IT , I HAVE PAIN ISSUES TOO BEGIN WITH I AM DISABLED JUST ABUSE THE FUCK OUT OF IT NOW , AND DID BEFORE. BUT MY DAD NEVER LET ME HURT , WE DID IT ALL TOGETHER, I COULD WANT COKE ,AND HE WOULD WALK IN WITH A OUNCE 18 GRAMS AWSOME MEMORIES AND WE WOULD DO IT FOR TWO DAYS. LAST TIME WAS THIS SUMMER IN A MOTEL 1,000 OUT THE WINDOW JUST CAUSE I WAS HAVING A BAD DAY. MY DAD WAS NOT RICH , JUST OLD SCHOLL AND MANY OWED HIM LOTS OF MONEY FROM THE PAST HE WAS ONLY 48 WHEN HE GOT KILLED.. WE WAS GOING TO GO TOO ALASKA,HE LOVED FISHING ONLY BIG FISH, BUT HE ROCKED A HEAD TURNER. NOW WITH OUT HIM I FEEL LIKE IM DROWING AND THE WATER IS AT THE TIP OF MY NOSE AND IM ON MY TIP TOES JUST TOO CATCH A BREATH..SORRY FOR HOW MUCH I WROTE

THANKS ALICE ,WISH ME LUCK TANYA

Tags: addiction,murder,pain

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I feel like Alice

Posted by S_Romance on July 5, 2008 10:03 pm

  Sometimes, I feel like Alice, you know the one that chases the white rabbit..?
The truth is, Im an eighteen year old drug addict. My family doesnt know, and my "friends" do not understand to what length. I picked up my first drug at the age of eight, and havent really stopped. I grew up in an abusive home, and had many psychological problems.
I'm now eighteen, and with almost no money to my name, I have been given an opportunity.. leave all behind and move with two friends of mine[who are both 36 years old] to Missouri and start over. Our life theme being *DRUGS,SEX and, Rock 'n' ROLL*
I find myself so far in, I have no idea what to do. I lie to my fiance who thinks that Im clean, but in reality Im always high. I am an artist and musician, who is failing my dream. I never work anymore, my dream of going to art school is coming to an end. I know if I go up there I will never do anything. My life is so far down. I can not making through out the day with out drugs in my system, my favorites, are cocaine, crack, Acid and pot[ I don't smoke too much of that anymore]. The one Chemical Addiction I did get over was alcohol[ at one point I drank so much, I ate a pack of cigerettes.]  I've gone to school stoned, and nothing was said, no one cares, and after a while, I became sloppy about it, I didnt care who know what I was doing, I have become one of the biggest drug connections in my area. The strange thing, no one for some reason suspected me.
The man who as become one of my best buds, is thirty six years old. He does crack, blow, acid, meth. pot heroin and pills. He's done just about every drug except for dog tranquillizer. I've been hanging out with catman for a while now. He's great and caring, kind of like a father or a big brother. I know most people think 'what kind of man, gives a kid crack' well you don't understand see, its a higherarchy. whereas your dad might go throw the old pig skin with you, us teenagers among the druggies, have or drug family. We take care of each other.. Most people would like to think that we're all stupi burn outs, but truthfully, we're not as dumb as we appear. You Maybe book smart. But we're street smart, and some of us are both, we live each day with out feets in hell staring up and the bright light wondering what to do. and thats the delema run away and take the opportunity- because you only live once, or give in. Stick to partial norms. BLEND.

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