Its days like today I thank God for being clean for 12 years. About 3 months ago I had picked up a fare in the taxi. Super hot blonde ex wing house girl ect. I could kind of tell she was struggling with her own demons and she assured me that I was wrong in fact I was taking her to go pick up a friend of hers that was using and she was going to take him to rehab. Well we get there she says shes going to go in and get him she will be right out. A few min later she comes out and says shes gonna stay there until dude is coherent enough to understand whats going on. So she pays me the fare gives me a hug and a kiss for talking with her and slips me her number and says if you ever wanna go out call me. Well I never called because I know trouble when I see it. I just saw her again and I wish I had a picture from when I first met her and right now. In 3 months time she looks like she has aged from early 30s to late 50s. She has tracks all over her arms. Scabs everywhere from picking. I swear she looked like death. She was with the same guy whom I would have sworn was dead if not for the drool coming out of his mouth. I looked at her and flat out said you need to check yourself in or your gonna die. She tries to say shes got it under control. SMH... Moral of the story? I think you can figure that out for yourselves. And yes Im in the taxi bored to death so Im just rambling on. Thank you all for reading...
Posted on: Sat, 13 Sep 2014 15:49:46 +0000
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