Tales of a Modern Day Pirate - A Beginning? (In Progress)
I'd love to lie and say it was peer pressure, to blame it on the same goddamn scapegoat everyone used at that age. But mom, I didn't want to smoke that blunt. Jack made me, honest. Mom, I swear, I didn't even touch the needle, they held me down and forced me. The fact of the matter is I did it of my own damn accord. I wanted it. All of it. I just didn't want to deal with the aftermath. Would I have done it the same if I'd have known how this all aends? Yes. I want to say no, I don't know, anything but the affirmative, but what's the point now in lying to you? To myself? Will I do it again? I'm no tstrong enough not to. I'll try to stay clean, but more of me wants it than not.

I remember the first time I saw heroin. I was a naive little teen, just starting to go out in the world and buy my own pot. It was the very third time I did that. Funny how I remember such a dumb detail but I can't even recall what day of the week it is. When's my own mother's birthday? I don't fucking know, but I remember the first time I saw heroin.

Jorgan always sold us the tree. I don't know how I got to know him, he was just someone that was always there.