>be me two years ago
>chillin at friends house
>just smoked last blunt
>friend asks if I want to get fucked up
>hell yeah
>we go over to his friends house
>his friends are cooks
>they cook a batch of meth right there
>smoke some, feels fucking awesome
>friend shoots up twenty fucking syringes
>fucking twenty
>we go to walmart because were bored
>high as fuck, I feel like an imp
>he feels like a spider apparently, hes climbing over the fucking aisles
>its like silent hill, fucking freaky
>we all end up having a bad trip
>get kicked out
>friend takes off
>dont hear from him for two weeks
>he ran into some womans house screaming about theyre after me, you have to save me
>he got put in the hospital
>hes skinny so restraints didnt work on him
>I visit him once im sober and he tries to bite my neck
>fucking meth man
I only did it that once, and never again.