Lil Larry and Shoes.

We went to Rockford Illinois after we met up at a local park, he seemed somewhat hurt that I had left suddenly, but he understood how one must make moves. I learned much about city life in Rockford, gas stations run by pakistani people had a code of ethics where one could buy essentially whatever one wanted, and were even happy to trade food stamps for cash, at a fee, naturally. Once, we were in a small apartment, where there were several black men sitting on couches, we were all silent. All of us. One of them, a memorable man, had what appeared to be pompoms in his hair, two large tufts of round hair. I had seen him ranting and raving an hour before, fighting over something I could not quite discern out on the street below. A white woman came to the apartment, she sat on an ottoman, one of the men asked her what she wanted in a very stern whisper, and she replied uneasily "Dick". She looked at each one of us in our faces, each of us avoided her eyes. She got the message and left abruptly. It was a depressing moment. Later that night, Lil Larry surprised me with a gift of a prostitute. He had paid for her with cocaine. I was in the back room with her for some time, i pulled down my pants, not really all that in the mood for the act, and she sucked my cock for about a minute. I told her she should just stop and smoke some of her crack with me. She smiled and asked me why didn't i say that to begin with, and asked me if i could get more. I told her no, but she gave me a hit of it anyway. Later Lil Larry had sex with her for half an hour. That night we bought some alcohol and I threw up a few times. The next day we tried to donate plasma for money, we both were refused for having drugs in our systems.

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i didn't particularly enjoy crack, but it was close and plentiful. it's odd, i never had a problem with it in terms of addiction.

>>35957494
seems totally legit

>>35957880
do you think it's not? i guess i don't have any proof. i have a lot more adventures though. nothing particularly triumphant or satisfying, all just a series of mistakes.

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his hair looked like this.

crack sucks in terms of the insomnia mix it with the h and its great

>>35957751
What is it like living a life like this?
Is simple/suburban living just not u our thing?
Also more please.

>>35957928

fuck that op... this has been the best read for me all night... keep posting

>>35957928
Post more of your absolutely depressing life.

oh it's not so depressing anymore, that was 4 years ago.

once, i was with a girl, she was pregnant with some guy's baby, and we found our way to another guy's apartment. we did about 10 grams of meth, and it was pretty clear whatever baby she was going to have was going to be ruined by her acts that night. anyhow, she knew i loved her, why i loved her, i don't know, but regardless, she went into the other guy's room, after i began to write, predicting the event soon to transpire between them. they fucked for a few hours in the other room, and I left the next day. Later on we went to a festival and she bought me shrooms, and I refused to "protect" her from a drunken guy who was constantly hitting on her. She was legitimately upset with me for no longer falling under the cuckold's allure of suffering. Even further on, she came to my home, another of her boyfriends with her driving, and picked me up to share marijuana and lsd with me, and guess where we ended up? at the guy's house, where they fucked in the other room. I began to realize that she was obsessed with my obsession with her, and couldn't help herself to cuck me in some sort of fascination. Her name was Charli. I touched her boobs once when i was 15 when i first moved to this area. She thought she was my first sexual experience, but I had had a foursome when i was 10 with a girl babysitting me and her 2 sisters.

Here's that story I wrote when I was on meth:

http://www.online-literature.com/forums/showthread.php?82150-The-Laundromat

>>35959244
I was young and I had a car and I wanted oblivion, basically. I didn't really care about much.
I went another time to St Louis, this time I had scabies I got from a girl, actually Charli's highschool friend that I tried to fuck (i didn't, also, one of our mutual friends did while i tried to, and told me about her only liking anal when we were in county jail together, his name was Timmy, he went to prison for diddling a little girl.) Anyway, I was with a black guy that had paid to get my car out of a Tower's lot (i left it too long at a parking lot nearby a college, i was crashing at a druggy's house, driving him back and forth to get increasingly larger amounts of marijuana from the city) The guy paid to get my car out for a week of using the car. Eventually he came and picked me up and he offered to take me to St. Louis. there were a lot of happenings there, but one more memorable one was when I stayed in an empty project house overnight, itching bugs all over my body, all I had was a candle and a bible and an old mattress on the floor, It was the middle of winter, and I opened the bible, and the first page I opened it to spoke of the cleansing of lice or something quite similar. I used the candle for warmth and read by it for the night. My car wasn't working properly, but I could manage to drive it if i didn't stop anywhere. I made it home, or close to it, where a friend of mine fixed it and I adventured on again.

my nickname is Shoes, by the way. they call me that because I wear birkenstocks year round. It's not a very good nickname, but it's mine, I guess.

Nigger have you ever heard of green text?

>>35960668
i'm sorry, i guess this is another mistake.

Meth + pretension + retardation = you. Please kill yourself in a more expeditious manner. Drugs are clearly taking you too long.

Lil Larry and I were hanging out once, we were driving around the county selling weed vaguely, another associate of mine had been texting him angrily, trying to get some cds out of my car that he had left there. apparently Lil Larry told him that he had a gun and would shoot him if he fucked with me. Anyway, the acquaintance offered to buy an ounce of weed, turns out he had told the cops I had drugs and a gun in my car and where I was going. On our way there, we were chased by a cop, Lil Larry said one of the most memorable things I've ever heard in my life, "I aint goin." and he began to speed up. We were driving a buick century. It went pretty fast, it was owned by some old lady and had some 25k miles on it, so it was essentially a beastly old bastard. so, we escaped the first cop, only to be followed by a few more, he got away from them, only to turn onto a sideroad that had a truck in the way, sending us into the ditch. Lil Larry ran off someplace, leaving me and two other guys I don't recall that well in the ditched car. We got out and started walking up the road, a cop picked us up and informed me why they had been chasing me, and asked who had been driving. I told him Lil Larry, since I didn't know his real name. The cops tried to write me a ticket for obstruction of justice, and then they dropped me off at home when they realized i had no drugs and no gun. Anyway, about 4 months later I went to court, and told the judge exactly what happened, and wondered how it could be proven that i knew the guy's name, and he let me off with nothing. He laughed at the story, actually. He seemed pretty entertained by the harrowing experience.

>>35960810
I don't do drugs anymore. I don't see how i'm pretentious. How is being cucked and doing meth and selling crack pretentious?

later holmeses.

I absolutely love your stories, OP. Keep on keeping on.

>>35960356
Instantly bought it when you mentioned meth you dirty fucking profligate.

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>>35960810
Lol, what a fag.
gayest shit I read all day.

>>35962698
you bought it?