I love meth. I don’t apologize for it. I love how I feel. I honestly know I function phenomenally and at my peak on it. I’m to the point where I have submitted that my fake life where I was faking happiness is gone, meth makes me happy. I shoot up. I love ice coursing through my veins.
I am perfect from the outside looking in. I am almost amused that I go to work high as much as I can. I shoot up around my X as a game, he has no earthly clue. I feel free, I only am missing one thing. An intelligent man who uses and loves it too. Has the career he loves and does it spun. Strong but kind. Dominant yet sensitive and knows deep down his manhood craves a woman who knows her soul needs a man to welcome her as the sexual powerful cock craving vessel. My ideal man is complex. Dark but so beautiful. Why is this so hard?
I am fucking angry the public perception of a meth user is a rotted used up withered damaged rotten teeth walking blob of human flesh. Pot smokers are so FUCKING HYPOCRITICAL!!! I confessed to my best friend a trailer park pot head (don’t get me wrong I love her) but facts are facts. I told her, umm hey, so here is the thing, I tried meth. I love it. My friend. “WHAT?? Omg!!! You smoke meth?” Me: No. You fucking snort it ? Nadda was my reply. Holy shit no, you shoot it? ARE YOU CRAZY?? Umm yes but we established that years ago long before meth. You HAVE TO STOP!!!
Me? Umm you realize you are a drug addict right? I mean how long have I been passing piss tests for you? Since high school? You will forgo food, gas, a decent home for WEED. How are you any better than me?
Because WEED IS NATURAL!! She exclaimed!
I was fucking pissed. I told my benifriend he said do yourself a favor, don’t bother telling anyone who doesn’t do it. You will always be ridiculed, shunned, people’s perception of you will change.
So here is my proclamation. I vow to be spun, as much as I can, while proving this preconceived notion wrong. I already know what I have achieved on it. I am a well respected woman with a family, a good job, have a nice place and drive a very nice car. I am actually very attractive, others words not mine.
When I am dead and gone, I will have in a private reading my family and friends who judged me, and others. I am going to tell them I WAS ON DRUGS EVERY CHANCE I COULD GET!
Ok rant over. I’m horny time for porn and masturbation
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