Smokindude's Wednesday Night

So I mow this guys lawn and earn $30, whats my first thought? Buy weed. So its around 5 pm on wednesday and I have to take a piss. But wait, moms in the bathroom. I knock on the door, no answer. I bang on the door, i heared in a slurred voice "im in here". I then say "cmon mom i need to go the bathroom you, youve been in there for almost 20 minutes"..something along those lines. Then i heard what to be spoon drop on the ground. Great..I wonder what this could mean. Anyways so im really pissed off cause time after time after time my mom told me she quit doing that shit, but i guess not. So im pretty pissed and leave the house with my cash and call up a decent dealer who sells low-kb. Blah blah he gives me the weed and thats that.
So now i call up a friend..or "friend" and asked if he wanted to blaze. He told me he would match me till my $30 sack is gone cause he had about a quarter. So we smoke, get fucked up and decide to go to TACO BELL for some food, i had about $3 in change. I buy a "Cheesy gordita crunch" and a "double decker taco". Lifes good now because i finally got my mind off what happend back at my house with my mom who i love so much. So we depart after the bus takes us home, i walk in and my dad is PASSED OUT holding a bottle of XanaX, WTF, im sick of this shit. So i was curious to see what xanax pills they were and i noticed they were the little blue football looking ones. I go in my room and smoke my last bowl and blast "how long will they mourn me" by Tupac. Then I passed out.

Sorry this story isnt all that good, but i thought i should share it with the hipforumers. When I have a better night, ill be sure to post it. Man life can suck sometimes..

 

The parents doing serrious drugs problem, I've been there, it sucks, my sympathy.

 

Shitty deal man.

... I could call it a lie, like you did with that brownie guy, but I'll take your word.

get your mother in shape, it could cause some rift between you and her but if you don't try to do something, you're risking losing her.

 

Man, ive done everything in my power. This has been going on since i was born. Her and my dad got EVERYTHING from my grandmother(my moms mom). My dad is on social secruity and gets his checks every month and my mom doesnt have a job. My mom every month sells most of her methadones that go for 10 dollars a piece and my dad gets xanax every month. They sell most of the pills and get drugs. My grandmother is a self-made millionair who was ambtious in her younger days and bought about 12 houses for cheap. Guess what those house are worth now? Ya..thats a milliionair for ya. But anyways, my rents dont even pay for the clothes on my back. Only thing they buy us is food when the food stamps come. Not to mention most of our check money goes to gas money for my dad to drive to the methadone clinic every morning in downtown boston. Thats about an hour an 20 minutes away. I dont know why im telling you guys all this, but i feel like i gotta tell someone at somepoint. through life, i realized that no matter what my parents are my parents for a reason. Whether its to learn from there mistakes or not, i love them very much and i know there here for a reason.

 

putting all other posts aside...im sorry about all that man. alot of my friends are going through that same shit right about now too so i kinda know how you feel. at least they arent going through a nasty divorce too...that would be horrible

 

Dont fuck around here, your parents gota get off the heavy stuff, look in to how to get them in re-hab or somehting, even aginst their will it will help them in the long run.
Even if they don't get off that shit get out, being a junkie is one thign but lettign it mess with some ones elsses life, let alone your childs is jsut fucked up.
If you can't help them just get the fuck out.

 

that sucks dude but cant u like call child services or something and live with your grandma or someone else? i think it would b a hell of alot better for ya if u did.

 

I do live w/ her, thats what makes my life not complete hell. And about the rehab thing, whenever my parents got into MASSIVE fights(mostly cause my dad would steal my moms methadone and sell em) they would just scream horrible shit that theve done in the past to eachother just to make me my bro and sister get on there side. Like one time, there was a huge fight and my dad screamed out how one time my mom went to rehab and met and became friends with "some ******"(what my dad said, im no racist) and left with her to do coke the whole time period. And how she almost OD'd on setnil(sp) patches that the doctor gave her, ya she shot them up, i guess its like stronger than heroin, because instead of wearing it on your arm and slowly entering your body, shooting them up is a huge rush like heroin. She almost died. Not to mention my uncle(my cuzin who lives with me's dad who my grandma has legal rights over) died of a heroin overdose when i was 6.(my moms brother)

But ya, my life is pretty crazy and you never know whats going to happen. If it wasnt for weed, idk where id be. Drugs have destroyed my family. Whenever something is wrong my grandparents are ALWAYS there, whether its to take me my bro and sis + my cousin out to eat when these huge fights occur to get are minds off it. I love them so much.

 

The best Taco Bell item in my opinion! MMM!

 

you call other peoples stories BS then type this out??

let me get this straight, your grandma is a "millionaire" yet your family is on food stamps, both your parents are drug addict, government leaching losers, yet you have the internet, you come home to your mom smoking meth/crack/heroin in your bathroom and your dad passed out on the couch from Oding on perscription pills, and you are still pondering " i know their here for a reason"

GEEEEE SMOKING DUDE, MAYBE IT'S TO SHOW YOU WHAT NOT TO BE LIKE??

HOW NOT TO BE A FUCKING LOSER???

drug addicts made themselves, i dont care if somone grabbed your moms arm at 10 years old and stuck a needle in her arm, if your grandma is actually a millionaire which i suspect is BS, she wouldnt allow things like this to happen, she wouldnt have let her daughter grow up to be a fucking drain on society or marry an even bigger one

how bout instead of mowing peoples lawns to make money to buy drugs you go out and get a real job and either help support your family, or try to move on and get your own life on track, by the sounds of in 10 years down the road your gonna be an equally big loser as your parents, and it will be no one elses fault but your own.

hearing about shit like this pisses me off because not directly you, but people in your situation with YOUR family are pissing away MY hard earned tax dollars for fucking methadone clinics and safe injection sites and they just take these things that are suppose to HELP and flip them for more illegal drugs

give me a fucking break

 

First off, your moms fucked up on... herion. Bust the fucking door down and take that shit from her, she's fucked up what is she gonna do? Your dads passed out with xannies, take his fucking xanax. When they come to and ask where they went say you fed them to a 4 year old becuase, they wern't around to tell you not too.

Bet they'll think about that shit.

 

Dj, give me a minute to explain my life to you just so you wont doubt me..cause what im saying is 100% true..

 

My grandmother is a millionair, but believe it or not, she collects bottles. She wasnt ever around to take care of her kids, thats why they ended up like this. For some reason my grandma is 'afraid' so spend money on wordly nice things, such as big screen tv's and crap, she doesnt believe those things are neccisary and understand i am my parents responsibilty, thats why most of the time my grandparents would give me what i NEEDED. My mom would ALWAYS lie to my grandma and always get on her good side by going to church w/ her and everything. When my mom said she needed gas money, my grandma believed her 100% of time, she was so gullible and loved her kids so much and actually trusted them. I have the interent because my grandparent obv. pay for it.


Im 15, its so hard finding a job. I cant even apply to most places cause the only hire 16 year olds and up.

Any more questions? Id love to answer em.

My grandmother is worth a million dollars, but doesnt have that in the bank. Its what the houses she ownes that are worth it.

 

"but people in your situation with YOUR family are pissing away MY hard earned tax dollars for fucking methadone clinics and safe injection sites and they just take these things that are suppose to HELP and flip them for more illegal drugs"

arent you canadian? how would your tax dollars be benifiting him, hes from boston.

 

He didnt mean me litterally, just these druggies in general.

 

Yeah, they dont do heroin anymore though cause there both on methadone. So its defiantly coke. I know for a fact its not meth. One time me and my bro cought my parents at 3 pm snorting cocain. We continually banged on the door screaming "OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR RIGHT NOW OR WE WILL BREAK IT IN". So they did and admitted everything. Lol, idk if this was right, but we said we would forget that whole situation if right now you go to the liquor store and buy us a bottle of Tanqueray. It was $50. I know i might get some bashing for this, but maybe you would want to forget that moment in your life when you caught your parents doing cocain instead of putting clothes on there childrens back.

 

yes..


i guess it's belivable in your explanation, and yea generally people who are wealthy are not wastefull nor stupid, but it still seems fucked up that your grandmother could not influence your mother further into her life descisions.

 

smokindude, if all this is true then that fucking sucks dude and I'm sorry to hear it. Hope things get better.

If it's not true...then that's just fucked up.

But I'll believe you on this one. I don't see why anyone would make something like this up.

 

You can believe me or not, but theres no way i would make this up. And dj, when my mom met my dad and got into drugs, there was nothing stopping them from getting there next high. I never heard this from my mom, but i believe EVERYTHING is my dads fault, because my grandmother actually did raise my mom to not do all this shit, but when my mom met my lazy ass dad, it went all downhill from there.

1 reason why i believe in faite, or however u spell it:

About 2 years ago, me and my bro stayed home from school(i was 13 and he was 16). We usually go to school every single day when were not sick, but this time, we just didnt. Around noon time, when everyone else was still in school, my mom needed money for what im guessing is coke. She couldnt get the money no other way so she went to her mom, my grandmother. Me and my bro were in our rooms when we heard some yelling. We come down to see that my mom was begging and yelling for money that my grandma "owed" her, when she really didnt. She knew what was up, because my mom literally looked EVIL. She was going threw withdrawels and just would not leave w/o getting id say was around 20 bucks. After argument, my FUCKING mom started shoving this now 76 year old nicest lady you will ever meet. My grandfather wasnt around to protect his wife either. So me and my bro litteraly shoved my selfish ass mom on her fat ass and starting FLIPPING a shit. Like, wow we had enough of this shit. So my mom fucking lightly punches her mom and takes her pocketbook full of cash outside. My grandmother would have been helpless if it wasnt for me and my bro. We run and track down my mom, get the pocketbook back while my grandmother who has diabetes and has severe heart problems is about to drop fucking dead because she was so nervous. Then my dad comes into this and starts flipping on me and my bro and tells us to let my mom go and for us to mind our own fucking buisness. My bro and dad start swinging at eachother while my mom trys taking the pocketbook again. I put an end to that. We call the cops, they arrest my mom for domestic violence. That was the end of it.

If we hadnt skipped school that day, i have no clue what would happen. I truely believe fait or God had a major roll into this. I get chills up my spine when typing this story, this is probably up there for most craziest days of my life.

 

I really dont know why im telling the whole forums my personal problems, i just need to get this shit off my chest since i dont have a BEST friend i can trust to tell. I hope you guys understand.