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sexmeth
2020-12-07 10:29 p.m. Was thinking about writing about how awkward it is to run into my upstairs neighbor of seven years every other time I have to go out back to smoke a cigarette. Instead, I'll share about how this one time... Age: 16 Me, Nigel, Michael, and Rita squatted in a shut-down motel that still had electricity. It was Michael's tweaker pad for some time. His mom and sister made meth, so he had a bunch of coffee filters that were used in the process and were laced with residue. We ate the filters and burned the last bit of meth out of a lightbulb trying to get high. We took turns having sex with Rita (my bout was unsuccessful). I don't remember anything else about that night. More stories to come. |
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