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fucking six o'clock in the morning, rolled up dollar bill in my hand.
i remember reading once, that most young adults who've done every gateway drug would eventually try cocaine. i laughed it off, and said i'd never do anything that involved snorting or needles. as i got older, i'd snorted just about every major pill you can snort. most of them at a certain restaurant i worked at in twothousandfive. as of late, i've had certain skeletons with scarred nasal passages clawing at my throat.
the first time i tried coke was in my best friend's living room. another friend brought over an eight ball after i had gotten off work. it was august, and just beginning to finally cool off for the night. i figured if i was ever going to try it, it might as well be in good company on the off chance i freaked out.
i rolled up the ten dollar bill and snorted the line, carefully cut over the lightsaber on the star wars episode five case. pinching the area around my nose i inhaled sharply again, as to insure it's rapid transit into my bloodstream. over the next hour we demolished the baggie.
i still pretended like i'd never done it. i still pretended that i thought it was a stupid thing to do.
it wasn't until around november that i did it again. a recent breakup had left me isolated and shattered. i had a nine hundred dollar engagement ring without a finger. so, i returned it and drank away a hundred bucks at the bar. a friend gave me a call and i staggered down the street to his house. there was a guy there, the kind with the mercurial smile. he was slinging bags of coke and i bought a couple.
the next night he was there again, and i bought a couple more. there's nothing like the sick feeling you get after doing an eight ball by yourself through a hundred dollar bill. we left there to go to another bar, where i lost another hundred bucks on the futile effort to get drunk when you've done that much coke.
it wasn't until about a week later that i decided never to do it again. there's some back story, but i won't bore you with it. this is all poorly written, and not edited in the slightest. i just needed to get it all out there, i guess.
i remember reading once, that most young adults who've done every gateway drug would eventually try cocaine. i laughed it off, and said i'd never do anything that involved snorting or needles. as i got older, i'd snorted just about every major pill you can snort. most of them at a certain restaurant i worked at in twothousandfive. as of late, i've had certain skeletons with scarred nasal passages clawing at my throat.
the first time i tried coke was in my best friend's living room. another friend brought over an eight ball after i had gotten off work. it was august, and just beginning to finally cool off for the night. i figured if i was ever going to try it, it might as well be in good company on the off chance i freaked out.
i rolled up the ten dollar bill and snorted the line, carefully cut over the lightsaber on the star wars episode five case. pinching the area around my nose i inhaled sharply again, as to insure it's rapid transit into my bloodstream. over the next hour we demolished the baggie.
i still pretended like i'd never done it. i still pretended that i thought it was a stupid thing to do.
it wasn't until around november that i did it again. a recent breakup had left me isolated and shattered. i had a nine hundred dollar engagement ring without a finger. so, i returned it and drank away a hundred bucks at the bar. a friend gave me a call and i staggered down the street to his house. there was a guy there, the kind with the mercurial smile. he was slinging bags of coke and i bought a couple.
the next night he was there again, and i bought a couple more. there's nothing like the sick feeling you get after doing an eight ball by yourself through a hundred dollar bill. we left there to go to another bar, where i lost another hundred bucks on the futile effort to get drunk when you've done that much coke.
it wasn't until about a week later that i decided never to do it again. there's some back story, but i won't bore you with it. this is all poorly written, and not edited in the slightest. i just needed to get it all out there, i guess.