relapse 1/14/18 and Idk anymore, it sucks 😔😞😐💨🙊🙉🙈🌫 where my weed at now? ****and it will always be, in response to the title of my blog. just rn im sober. havent been this sober since 6th grade. Dec 23 2017 was the last day i fucked her. but dont get it wrong majority of the time she fucks you, and you just take it. you let her do wit you what she wants and when she wants it. dont ask me how im doing bc i dont know how only God knows. but im doing. old ******im fucking around and being serious simultaneously in respect to the title of my blog. 🚧🚧🌫❄🔞☣☢🇺🇸🇲🇽🚧🚧 Single Heterosexual 25 Chicano Male. No I'm not Hispanic I'm a proud 1st generation Mexican American. Currently attending an institution of higher education or, to keep it simple and not sound like an asshole trying to show off, an university...or is it a university??? mmm who cares 🤣😆😂 but I digress. B.S. in Applied Mathematics will be my degree once i finish this coming yr Looking for mi reina even though I thought i had her, but she doesn't see us like I see us which means there is no us 😔, Studying, working, n blowing clouds is mainly what I do daily. but it's not all I do. feel free to write a reply to my post, message me or submit anything you want. ****This Tumblr blog nor it's user promotes, advocates, advised, or encourage the use of Crystal or some of her primas(cousins). Mary always gets a pass from me though. was a stoner before a tweaker but even when the day comes and I leave this behind me I will always be a tweaker. it's sad but true, but if you forget where you came from...you never get where your going. or something along that lines*****old description I'm not ashamed and fuck everyone who criticizes me, doubts me or told me to fuck off, i dont blame you, just know that
01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?
02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?
03: Do you regret anything?
04: Are you insecure?
05: What is your relationship status?
06: How do you want to die?
07: What did you last eat?
08: Played any sports?
09: Do you bite your nails?
10: When was your last physical fight?
11: Do you like someone?
12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?
13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?
14: Do you miss someone?
15: Have any pets?
16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?
17: Ever made out in the bathroom?
18: Are you scared of spiders?
19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?
20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?
21: What are your plans for this weekend?
22: Do you want to have kids? How many?
23: Do you have piercings? How many?
24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?
25: Do you miss anyone from your past?
26: What are you craving right now?
27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?
28: Have you ever been cheated on?
29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?
30: What’s irritating you right now?
31: Does somebody love you?
32: What is your favourite color?
33: Do you have trust issues?
34: Who/what was your last dream about?
35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?
36: Do you give out second chances too easily?
37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?
38: Is this year the best year of your life?
39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?
40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?
51: Favourite food?
52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?
53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?
54: Is cheating ever okay?
55: Are you mean?
56: How many people have you fist fought?
57: Do you believe in true love?
58: Favourite weather?
59: Do you like the snow?
60: Do you wanna get married?
61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?
62: What makes you happy?
63: Would you change your name?
64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?
65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?
66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?
67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?
68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?
69: Do you believe in soulmates?
70: Is there anyone you would die for?
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“Maybe there’s a chance that you could shoot-up heroin just once, and experience the unprecedented bliss of heroin, a feeling which I think is a profound part of the human experience. Part of me believes that people ought to know what an IV heroin high feels like. I can’t justify it, really. I guess I believe that something that feels so unique and so, so good, deserves to be felt. Heroin ought to be experienced. I don’t know. Here’s the thing. Once you feel that feeling, if even one time, it cuts you so fucking deep that there is no turning back. It’d be like giving a blind man sight for just a moment, and then telling him to walk around for the rest of his life with a new knowledge of what he lacks. Once you know junk, it pulls your soul in that direction like a muslim to Mecca. It wounds you. IV heroin is like coming in from the cold to a warmth you never knew you lacked. Does that make sense? It’s like you’re born, and you need food for hunger, drink for thirst, warmth for cold, love for loneliness, and you get all of these things to sate your body and soul, and you’re a complete person. You’ve got everything you need and there are no loose ends. So then you take a shot of heroin and all of the sudden you have this new need. All of the sudden you’re lacking this’ something, and you walk around with half a fucking soul. Opiates put a cold in your bones that can’t be alleviated with the use of anything else. You’re out to a good meal, and your belly is full of expensive food. You’re still lacking. It’s Christmas morning and you’re surrounded by love and comfort. You’re still lacking. You fall asleep in the arms of the girl of your dreams, and you wake up to her on a Saturday morning. You’re still lacking. You work your balls off for that big sale and payday comes. Lacking. You lead an existence of hunger, cold, and want. It’s what I imagine an old widower feels like when his lifelong sweetheart passes away. There’s a part of you missing. If you want to experience shooting heroin, you’ll walk around for the rest of your life with a loose-end that can never, ever be tied up. It’s a splinter in your soul, man.”
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-KleurenPrinter
I think this is the most dangerous part of any drug, really. And can be used to explain the attraction of anything used to distract us from the more menial parts of life (like the majority of it), But H more so than I would ever trust myself with. I do not believe myself strong enough a single bit.
Ive tried many drugs in my short life, even fucked around with Hydromorphine and almost over dosed back in HS, but chiva, can't do it, and will never touch that bitch. I have nothing vs fellow addicts whose poison of choice is chiva. Pero that bitch scares me, me vale verga lo que dicen
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