i hav had my phill off meth, its makin me sic now jus da smell off meth maks me wanna hurl my gutz up big time. dont ask me why but i think i has to do with mixin my drinks da otha nite. it waz a usual tuesday nite, me n skeetz waz drinkin meth in da park, i had been there since 5 n skeetz came along with sum goon. she iz into that stuff like wata. ne way, i had run out off meth n bummed some goon off skeetz. we were off our faces lols.
fabes cums along bout 10 he has a botle of beam. i made a ass off myself infron of fabes im so ashamed off mysel. fabes waz like "hey tanya suck back on the beam babe" n i was all like "id ratha suck back on ya cock"
there faces, i had neva been so discusted in myself like that eve! skeetz n fabes both went white then i vomitd all ova fabes. i wood be lucky iff he talks to me again. as for why i cant drink meth, must b a cycological mental brain thing.