Aplunk1
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Damn, I can’t believe I went out with these guys. Having spent the last of my spare cash and squandered the rest of my credit on alcohol, I realize that these assholes I call friends aren’t what they seem.
They know I’m a former heroin addict/drug user. I came up here to Boston to do touristy sh*t, but this group of shitheads takes us out to a local bar. Nothing but drinking, and I was unfortunately suckered into this. It completely depresses me.
I broke my discipline, and what’s worse is that I’m here in a town with a bunch of dickheads who don’t know how to pick up women, much less have a good time without drinking. I’ll never fit in with healthy people, and when I finally do go out and socialize, it’s with these meandering morons.
My ex-girlfriend lives here in Boston, and I’m just becoming more and more depressed here by the minute. Broken discipline and broken-hearted, I hope I learned my lesson.
f***.
Me.
I won’t write any more without getting too personal.
f***.
They know I’m a former heroin addict/drug user. I came up here to Boston to do touristy sh*t, but this group of shitheads takes us out to a local bar. Nothing but drinking, and I was unfortunately suckered into this. It completely depresses me.
I broke my discipline, and what’s worse is that I’m here in a town with a bunch of dickheads who don’t know how to pick up women, much less have a good time without drinking. I’ll never fit in with healthy people, and when I finally do go out and socialize, it’s with these meandering morons.
My ex-girlfriend lives here in Boston, and I’m just becoming more and more depressed here by the minute. Broken discipline and broken-hearted, I hope I learned my lesson.
f***.
Me.
I won’t write any more without getting too personal.
f***.