Eighteen. Soon to be college student. Out of high school and just working. Occasional drug user. Hectic life and far from ordinary. Just another depressed young adult.
Monday, April 2, 2012
heroin.
I'm eighteen and I'm using many drugs but my one love is dope. I can't believe I'm dabbling with heroin. I never thought I would touch it... I never even considered doing it until the end of last year. Its only been a few times and yes I've managed to stay away from it for a few weeks but that doesn't mean it still doesn't call my name. Sometimes I even daydream about cutting lines of dope on my dresser and then inhaling it into my nostrils. Mmmm, the thought of it makes me crave heroin so badly but I know I can refrain from using; at least until the next time I can get my hands on it. The sad thing is nobody knows about my problem with drugs. Yeah, they know I smoked pot and what not but heroin? No, they don't know anything about that and I'd like to keep it that way. I'm living a double life and I feel so guilty. I know that what I'm doing is wrong but how at the same time can it feel so right?
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