I sould my soul...My life has been a constant start over...I learned from my schizophrenic mom at a young age..that beatings were good and normal. Then Straight came..and went ..then 11 other rehabs..Then I really became a drug addict..
Drifted around Texas/Mexico ..delivering heroin to support a monster $500 a day habit (that was just to keep me well that wasnt getting high)..oops then I got busted twice. I sat in jail at 24 years old facing 2 major heroin charges (busted 2 times in 3 weeks)
Went to prison..luckily for just about 4 1/2 years.
Got out...got back on heroin..got married..kicked heroin...got divorced ...back on heroin..(see a pattern here?)
Went back on methadone...for 4 years..and now Ive kicked the Methadone habit few weeks ago and trying to break back into the work force. Covered in tattoos..no work history..felony drug charges on record...and mad as a fucking hatter.But Ill make it one way or the other...I always do. Because a linchpin holds within a means to an end
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