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tonight has fully reaffirmed my belief that crack is the most evil thing out there...
spending some time with a friend on my steps, then having to lock the knob and the dead bolt when i go inside because my friend is strung out on crack sucks...
he's a good fucking guy, but just in the last few days i've been able to witness what crack can do to a "good fucking guy"...
i love this fucking city, but god damn...
i meet one of the awesomest girls i've ever met, and get into a relationship with her, but she's a total fucking coke addict, and that's exactly what ruined shit...
my friend who did nothing but drink and smoke herb when i met him is now strung out on crack and waving a gun at his door in the middle of the afternoon so he can kill his brother...
i meet another awesome girl, and have a bunch of fun with her, but she ends up bein a junkie and some kind of psuedo-slut with morals...
another friend starts visiting all the time and ends up drinking 3 times as much as she does when she's not in the city...
and me... fuck... i drink way more than i did before, and while i've been able to keep the speed thing in check for the most part i am still doing way more drugs than i ever saw myself doing...
i love this fucking city, and i never want to leave it, but i guess getting away from here will do me some good...
fuckin san francisco...
http://www.expression.edu/~kweiss/sanfrancisco.mp3
liosten to it...
spending some time with a friend on my steps, then having to lock the knob and the dead bolt when i go inside because my friend is strung out on crack sucks...
he's a good fucking guy, but just in the last few days i've been able to witness what crack can do to a "good fucking guy"...
i love this fucking city, but god damn...
i meet one of the awesomest girls i've ever met, and get into a relationship with her, but she's a total fucking coke addict, and that's exactly what ruined shit...
my friend who did nothing but drink and smoke herb when i met him is now strung out on crack and waving a gun at his door in the middle of the afternoon so he can kill his brother...
i meet another awesome girl, and have a bunch of fun with her, but she ends up bein a junkie and some kind of psuedo-slut with morals...
another friend starts visiting all the time and ends up drinking 3 times as much as she does when she's not in the city...
and me... fuck... i drink way more than i did before, and while i've been able to keep the speed thing in check for the most part i am still doing way more drugs than i ever saw myself doing...
i love this fucking city, and i never want to leave it, but i guess getting away from here will do me some good...
fuckin san francisco...
http://www.expression.edu/~kweiss/sanfrancisco.mp3
liosten to it...