some back story, iv wasn’t my choice. Someone who held no regard to my life or my being alive, decided I needed to join him. I wasn’t interested in the least, I got way bent on the bowl. This was 12/13 years ago now so meth was something.
So he has points, we always had dope, and I don’t know anything about it. I don’t want to do it.
He says hold still or it’ll hurt.
I don’t know the size of the hit I don’t know anything about this but my mind was blown in that instant
The rush kept on for probably 30 mins. I wasn’t hooked immediately I wasn’t interested in doing it again.
He’s hell bent on trying to break her but not even shooting her up will make her bow down. Knowing what I know now, he must have been amazed at my tolerance