The First Taste…

December 2006 Houston, TX Owen and I were sitting in Scarlett’s mint-green Honda Civic, waiting for her to come back. She had run inside of a Walgreen's to grab what she called “rigs,” which was a junky name for syringes, I found out. I’d later become all too familiar with this trip. Our plan was … Continue reading The First Taste…

Ch. 5: What Hell is Like…

May 2010 The week flew by. Time goes by fast when you’re doing nothing, Besides reading and binge-watching The Office. I can go out with my friends, but I am too depressed. I can't stop thinking about Brianna. The poor girl. Sure she was an addict too but she never was a heroin shooter. She … Continue reading Ch. 5: What Hell is Like…