Here i go again on my own .. Not only a Whitesnake song but the story of my life. I'm out of rehab, doing things i shouldn't do and just surviving. I left rehab (surprise surprise) and been doing so much wrong that i simply haven't had the time to blog. So allegedly i relapsed on benzos .. Funny thing is there is NO PROOF what-so-ever that i relapsed, no urine tests or nothing , just the empty words of a polish-prositute-look-a-likes word against mine and of course a badass like me cannot be trused!
Nah but seriously tho, it pisses me off that some people just can be right without having any proof. Anyways now im free to do what i want, pretty much, and i can thank god for my mom that still lets me stay here, after all i've done.
So i'm back with the love for my opiates, consuming about 50 bucks worth of opiates a day, a pain in the ass when you don't want to do crime to support your habit.. So now i'm at my moms, can't see my son (surprise surprise) due to the fact that my ex is being a total asshat, not wanting my son to have a dad. No thats right, not because im an addict, but because my ex likes the power she has over me. But surprise surprise bitch, if you don't let my son have a dad he might just turn out just like me! Now think of that when you go to sleep you humanity-depraved cunt. 'scuse the french guys :)
So this is me, just keepin' keepin' on. Joker, Chillum, Zyclone, whatever you see me as is high (barely) and is signing out (yes i am)
Untill next time, fuckers!