"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
"She wasn’t crying or screaming. She looked me dead in my face. But the love for my beautiful newborn daughter didn’t stop me from going out to the parking lot to get high before we ever even left the hospital."
After loading the glass pipe with the shards of crystal meth, instead of taking the first hit, I passed to the person next to me (Weird as I’d never give away my first hit).
