The storm gathers
So there I was, early 20s, and all the excuses I needed to get messed up. I left my good paying job to co.e back ho.e and take a job that paid 1 4th as much. I was already kinda bitter about that and I was at home, so I knew where to find all of my old vices. When I got back I wasn't needed and wouldn't be needed for the next month, whick I didnt know. Before I left I was taking pills and smoking weed and drinking but rarely did anything hard. but once I got back home andi was armed with free time and an excuse to screw up, I went hard into ecstacy and other drugs. It was only a matter of time before things, someway or another, would go wrong.
