What a fucking day.
I just woke up from yet another nap, and I feel both refreshed and not, because I watched a friend of mine do about three hits of heroine today and it was fucking horrible. He was all itchy and his pupils were tiny and normally by now he's so tan and built, but right now, he's so pale and skinnier even than usually and it's gross and there are track marks all over his arms and I hate the girl he's living with for doing it to him. I really have nothing else on my mind. Tweeder calmed me down...I was so freaked out I was in tears. He's a very patient and wonderful guy. But he's far from my mind. All I see is the needle sticking out of his arm...ew. I'm going to vomit.