||[Mar. 4th, 2006|07:43 pm]
God Loves Ugly
Alright so here is the scoop. I am living in tucson arizona now, back with my parents. I don't know why but I am feeling nostalgic and would like to run through the last two years of my life for you. So, here goes... On the week of my 18th birthday I moved out for numerous reasons, beef with graffiti crews, problems with the laws, and discontent with the fervered energy with the parents. I moved to Arizona to... start clean. This was about a month before graduation, so needless to say, no diploma. I kinda skipped around from this job to that job surviving, got caught up with a car club and jacked a few cars, started slanging meth *but not at the time smoking it*. Realising this was NOT the life I needed to live I moved to Oregon, had my own apartment working at a call research center, decent money and what not. I met a girl the day of my arival there and instantly fell in love. WHile I was there I started smoking meth, crack, and heroin pretty frequently. The girl and I didn't really work out, I was sick of dope and h and as I tend to do, got restless being in the same spot for to long. I move back down to phoenix with my friends. Started just kinda smoking herb, some coke, pills here and there. I was working for my friends mom remodeling houses for 15 dollars an hour, spittin out 400 a month and keeping up on habits I was surviving only due to my good friend. I ended up getting hooked on pills pretty bad, oxycontin is so addictive, I had a harder time staying clean from it the meth and heroin put together. Some things went down and I ended up hitting rock bottom. I decided it was time to end it all. I got back in touch with my parents and moved down here to tucson. I am now back in school finishing up my diploma, clean from all drugs, doin all right. It's boring, but atleast I can look at myself in the mirror. I really wish that I could have been more stable in my relationships with people though. Expecially linds... god I love that girl so much, and I made her worry so much. My random calls every few monthes to only tell her I got into things deeper and deeper. But that is in the past. Here I am. Hit me up.
I'm sorry for what I put some of you through... just know it wasn't all in vain...