stay safe because I like being alive at the same time as you
Yea. Me too
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we're not kids anymore.

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stay safe because I like being alive at the same time as you
Yea. Me too
stay safe because I like being alive at the same time as you
Stop using drugs. Donāt wait until something forces you.
My ex has end stage heart failure. He didnāt have a choice to get sober.
I had a baby and delivered her shackled to a bed on the brink of life and death. My baby girl fucking needs her mom.
I will never forgive myself for using while she was growing. Ever. But I can promise you and her, I never will again.
Is anyone else worried that blogs of the deceased will be deleted and they wonāt be able to remember the person anymore.
How can I save an archive of every post she made.
Here's the thing about the middle man for dope:
If someone takes time out of their day to take you to their dealer (especially when theyāre in the midst of panhandling to get well) you fucking break bread. I donāt care who you are. I donāt care how important you find yourself and your habit. If someone is nice enough to help you get dope you help them out in return. This middle man didnāt have to help you. This middle man could have let you go and buy shitty dope. Especially if you arenāt about to get sick. YOU CAN BREAK BREAD. I make sure the middle man gets decently well if I have to have someone hook it up for me. If you donāt understand this youāre gonna get your shit stolen and you need to get out of the dope game you fucking newbie.
I hate valley girl dumb blonde bitches that get fucked for their drugs. Your pussy tricks donāt work for me.
Oh and if youāre stupid enough to think your going to get fucking trashed in front of a junkie and not break bread and theyāre just gonna not take their get wellā¦. YOU ARE DELUSIONAL.
Iām that kinda junkie. You donāt wanna willingly help me out when Iāve willing done so for you? Iāll take what you owe with or without your permission. Iām a thief and have no remorse for selfish people.
I read this and besides bringing up a shit ton of memories and feelings, its true asf! Read and take to heart bitches!
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This is just⦠shit, thatās just common decency!
Show your gratitude and appreciation
If you have neither, then you didnāt deserve the help that was given
Anyone know what happened to @opiatesandspeed?
I assume he, whether accidentally or on purpose, finally went on to be with sweet-despondency ā hasnāt posted since February. Any info would be genuinely appreciated.
I used to be a pretty solid part of the drug side of tumblr from 2014-2016 as alpine-anarchist, but my blogging has been pretty rare/at random since I got out. But this hidden little corner of the internet we have is somewhere Iāll always consider home, even though Iāve never seem half y'allās urls before, lol. I remember when nod squad started getting organized all those years ago. Who knows how many people weāve lost since.
Anyway, yeah. To all of us that are still here, stay fucking safe, please. And rest in peace to everyone who finally killed all the pain.
End rant. Love y'all.
I've seen him on Facebook lately
āI think I never really understood what ā I killed who I used to beā really meant until now. Because now I get it. Now I understand, Iām not in here anymore; I used to think i'd be inside struggling to break free; Fighting for my life, my family, my desiresā¦but here we are on month 7 and all I fight for is more drugs; my family is not even a concern; and all I desire is the cloud blowing out of my mouth at 3 am and 3pm and every hour in between.ā
ā So Fucking What. I Ruined Who I Was, But Nobody Liked Her Anyway.Ā
Month 7. Jesus.
Update.
Here we are two years later and I'm going to jail tomorrow morning. I'm more than an addict I care about my family now more then ever only because I lost the love of my life because of the monster I let myself become. I'm actually excited for soberity but at the same time, I hid a loaded point for when I get back.
You told me once you didnāt love me. You loved the girl I used to be.
Iām sorry I let her take over, Iām sorry she was so horrible to you. My love, thank you is not enough to say for staying to keep me safe. Thank you doesnāt express how much I owe you for making sure i wasnāt gone forever. I hope you are happy. I love you enough to leave you alone like youāve asked. Please hit me up someday when weāre both who we used to be and ready to love each other like we are supposed to.
Do you ever see someone and you just go like
Yep, you do drugs
I swear the feeling of the needle going into your vein and seeing the blood rush up is just as satisfying and addictive as the drug itself
āIāll fight for myself.ā
ā (via stuck-behind-doors-without-locks)
Throwback to the time I hit a bowl so booty I literally threw up.
LOL ACCURATE AS FUCK.
Whoops, Im a junkie
-howd that happen lmao