“One of the hardest parts of life is deciding whether to walk away or try harder”
— Unknown

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“One of the hardest parts of life is deciding whether to walk away or try harder”
— Unknown
YES!
Please
Send them sexy
Please send away
Send them please
Who the heck lives in Arizona?
I need new friends! JK, but really who lives in Arizona?
We do! We live in Peoria!
We are here..We live in the West Valley!
East valley
Surprise
West Valley
Phx!!
Peoria for me 😉
Peoria right here
🙋🏽♀️
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502 now hahah tuscon bbby
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Bruh I jus highkey wanna relapse already .-.
I like drugs. I don't feel bad about it nor am I sorry. I am sorry about the fact that you're uneducated about drugs and substances, and you're willing to assume the absolute worst about me based on the simple fact that I do them. No I'm not a junkie. No I don't have a substance problem. No I've never stolen drugs or money for drugs. And no, I have never traded my body to get high.
Errynight
Lol it's so funny. Now I got money for meth. Back than when I was addicted I had no money but still was able to find it. Now I live where it's hard to find.... uggggh
Addicted to addiction...
The worst part, about being a drug addict, is that you know you’re a drug addict. You know, all your excuses are bullshit. You know, when it’s your addiction talking, not you. You know, you’re hurting those around you. You know, you need help. You know, you’re lost. You know, you’re lying to yourself.
Nobody, sets out to be an addict. You just, wake up on day, as an addict.
I usually say that, the first time I used Meth, I was addicted. That’s not true. The first time I used, I knew, I’d do it again. I wasn’t addicted though. I became an addict, when I used to forget, my problems, my pain, my anguish. I became an addict, when I gave my addiction priority, over the important things, in my life. I became an addict, when I lost almost everything I had, stopped using for a while, then picked up again. Thinking, “It’s been long enough. I’ll be able to stop this time. I don’t have a problem. I was just in a bad place, at that time in my life.” I became an addict, when the strength, of my addiction, out weighed the shame I felt, when I looked at pictures of my kids. At problems, my addiction has caused. At people, who I have hurt. At what I could have done, with my time. My money. My family. . . I became an addict, when I looked in the mirror, asked myself to stop. Then put the piece to my lips, took another hit, and left myself behind…
Jesus. Right in the feels.
Always on the always reblog list, at the top
“When I looked in the mirror, asked myself to stop Then put the piece to my lips and took another hit…” Gave me the chills…
Deep.
I left myself behind
I’d change the meth to Heroin and the pipe to a needle and my mouth would be my veins
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I wish I'd die already too.... this sobriety shit been hard bruh.
I went tumbling down trying to reach your high, but I scream to loud if I speak my mind.