Remember all the crap about how straight saved our lives and it's alot tougher on the streets. Tough love, never trust them, they will always be druggies. Maybe 15 years ago, when i did my stench at 33rd street, while walking to my cell, I saw an old straight newcomer of mine by the name of Steve, he gave straight so much hell that they sat on him his whole stay. While in jail I found out steve was giving them trouble and basicly was in lock down, while mowing the jail's yard I heard a thump on a window, looked in and another straight victim Matt was incarcerated. Well, jail felt like heaven compared to straight, why is this. I hate jail and most of all really hate straight. Whenever I think life is at it's worse, i think of straight and feel better. Hey, at least they gave me that. All my druggie friends say i changed after straight, i know i did and for some reason it is hard to change. I will always have a little bit of straight in me unfortunately, i hate that place. We all band together to stick it back to them.