June 20
Diane is really low and so am I. Her contact got busted and now we are dry and no one is holding. The fuzz has really clamped down on this section of town and
now everyone is either scared or being really careful. We thought about going out and taking the bus into the next town over but decided it's too risky so now
were at a lost and we both feel like shit. It's all we can do to function at work and even that's a drag now. What I'd give for someone to tie me off and give me
a shot of anything.
Diane and I hardly fuck anymore and we are more sick than anything else lately.
What a shitty world with out drugs!
June...
Who the fuck cares? The rally itself was great and everyone was so beautiful. Even now the colors are still flowing through me and I'm a wonderful part of it all.
I met this chick Pamela and we smoked pot and screwed for hours back at her pad after the rally. I don't think I can get any higher than I am now but man
I'm sure gonna try! Fuck the Establishment!
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Slipped Away
General FictionThis is the diary of a teenage girl's descent into the world of drugs. Mature content. Not for the squeamish. I do not own anything except my characters and this story. I wrote it from an idea I had, and I just rolled with it to see where it would g...
