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Crystal Meth

I had a buddy of mine get into cooking that stuff. He said he once spent 3 days running around in the woods to get away from people who were chasing him. (all in his mind of course)

He later "borrowed" a pistol of mine and traded it for a "bicycle". (I call BS he probably sold it for meth money) Luckily it was just a POS Tec-9 that I paid like $150 for at a gun show. It wasnt registered to me but I was still pretty pissed that he took it and that one of my weapons probably wound up in the hands of one of his meth buddies.

Anyway, he got clean and is in college now. One of the few people I have ever heard of actually giving up that stuff.
 
I went over to see one of my cousins a few years ago that I hadnt seen in a while .....

He had a nice looking wife years ago .......long blonde hair and quite voluptuous ...

That day when we went inside his house there was a nasty hag of a woman that just looked all used up :(

All she talked about was gettin high or negative complaining about people that didnt understand her .......... pretty wigged out !

I remember the last thing she said before I left which was...........''I just wish the world would leave us alone and let us do our drugs in peace''...

I never went back and never will ...............and the last I heard her daughter who was quite a beautiful woman was the same way .....
 
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Meth was almost unknown to me until i returned from the Marines in 2007. When i joined in 1999 i left behind a lot of people i had grown up with and loved like brothers. Upon my return in the summer of '07 i found that more than half of my close friends were smoking, snorting, shooting, and eating this poison.
Not only are they poisoning their bodies, but they are a shell of the people i had grown up with. Stealing from family, neighbors, and attacking some strangers just to get their hands on another bag. I live in Dunwoody, but i work in downtown Atlanta, and i frequent many of the restaurants in some of the gentrified areas.
Man! After 10 p.m. the walking dead come out, but they scurry around more like cockroaches than zombies. More than likely it's probably cocaine, or heroin they are on, but my point is that ANY narcotics user/abuser makes me uneasy even with my hand on the revolver in my pocket.
 
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There was a freind of mine that we all grew up with around here ....... he was probably about 5' 9" an 190lbs

I ran into him a couple years ago in a pawn shop ......he maybe weighed 135lbs .....most of his teeth were gone and he had black circles around his eyes which were sunk deep into his head .........pretty scary lookin shell of what he once was ;[
 
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