My best friend, at the end of my Great Debauchery, was a weed dealer too, tho he'd vehemently deny that - the guy he got his stuff off was the dealer (LOL)
His priority was not to lose a customer or a drinking or smoking buddy.
I cut him loose.
We had good times but the real bond between us was obviously getting wasted.
He just didn't fit with the me I wanted to be or the life I wanted to live.
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Last edited by Dee74; 03-13-2017 at 05:40 PM.