NarpyTheCrimeDog
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NarpyTheCrimeDog
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NarpyTheCrimeDog
You see, I have a real job that does piss tests. Sorry.
yea my job is pretty much just taking care of my grandmother, she doesnt care if i smoke
its not a lot of money, but my bills are payed and i'm driving a 40k jeep
she swings me a twenty or so to go to the bar every few nights
It must be nice to live on easy street. Maybe the rest of us will get to live there one day.
easy now, i'm supposed to be on a bunch of medications too but i refuse to zombify myself
i just handle the mood swings with weed and deal with the flashbacks as they come
my boyfriend helps a lot, he talked to my therapist before i stopped going and she told him how to calm me
i was lucky, my last boyfriend was a complete d**k who didnt understand and refused to try
So... You replace prescribed drugs with illegal drugs and offer up a snivel story? You're talking to a kid who grew up in a small town literally next to a part of a city violent enough for cops not to go through. I grew up fist fighting. I grew up with a friend who lived next to the marijuana supplier of the town. I was a soldier. My ex girlfriend shot me, my ex wife tried to stab me.
Instead of sitting here crying and blaming everyone else for my problems I decided to get a job, move out and get a real life.
Stop using pathetic sob stories to make excuses for your life, grab a hold of your ovaries and make a better life for yourself instead of expecting it to just come to you.
if you think taking care of a 80 year old women with cancer and lung problems is easy you're a dumbass
i got lucky, i was lucky to have lived and i was lucky to have my grandmother to help me because i cant work anymore, i used to
when i was married i held two jobs for over 6 months
now i cant even work at mcdonalds cause every customer that comes through with an attitude wants to hurt me, even tho i know its in my head it doesnt make it any less real at the time
btw, we didnt grow up next door to the supplier, we were the supplier, my dad smoked and sold it our whole lives till he blew his brains out 6 years ago