So I know this junkie guy who loves to get high on
anything, now before you judge me and be like "oh you hang out with
junkies means you're one too" I just have to say shut your food hole and
keep reading first lmao. Let's call my junkie "friend" (more like
acquaintance) Isah. I met Isah through my best friend. Isah is a fresh dude, a
rich kid who has it all, money, steady hoes and a drug problem. Isah
started smoking weed in 2006, which became a gateway drug to all kinds of shit
for him, from coke to lean to Roche addiction. Isah has done so much drugs that
he has a personality disorder with no sense of humor and is always paranoid.
Isah pops no less than four bottles of lean (if you don’t know what lean is,
ask your friend) a day and no fewer than 12 pills of roche, Isah is
always fucked up and a ghost of himself. (more after the cut)
On this chill day I'm chilling with
the bff next thing Isah drives over and we chilling, another friend comes over
we was all watching the game can't remember which. After sometime it's like
night already so Isah is like I wanna go cop lean come with and I'm like aiit
I'm bored with football anyway so me, bff and Isah enters Isah's car and we start
heading there. As you all know by now Isah is always fucked up so we were
putting our lives at risk and sure enough Isah was driving like a zombie. We
were all like “guy calm down o abeg if you wanna die biko drop us off and die
alone”. Remember I told you he has no sense of humor and is always paranoid,
well he took it personal and was like “tf I can't crash even if I drive
with no headlights on” and like play like play Isah turns his headlights off
and starts speeding at night o. Mehn I started asking God for forgiveness in my
mind because I wasn't sure again what was gonna happen. We started yelling like
“guy wtf is wrong with you.” For a good 10mins the headlights were off. He was
like I'm just trying to prove...before he could complete his sentence we were
like “prove what man? That you can kill us?” Wasn't funny o. I told bff we
should have gone in your car instead of this nonsense I Just jejely told
him to stop, I came down and took a cab home. I didn't go with them again.
Moral of the story: don't be like Isah, Say no to drugs.
Moral of the story: don't be like Isah, Say no to drugs.
1 comment:
Say no to drug! Help him get into a rehab! Be a good friend.
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