Ahhhh time.

Ahhhh time.
Dec 12, 2008 12:46 am198 Views
Time went on. It seemed like everyday, there were a new batch of 'druggies' descending on my house. Well, apartment. Strangers, coming and going as they pleased. I was not happy. I was cranky and tired, all the time. Insomnia set in after about two weeks of waiting for my insurance license to arrive, and I thought I couldn't sleep because I was bored.... or because there was a rip roaring party at my house almost every night of the week. If I were in college, or at least closer in age to the 'kids' that were hanging out in my house, it might've been cool. Or, if I was into doing drugs .... I wasn't. At all. But still, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't explain why, and I was jittery, and losing weight at an alarming rate. *****************************************************************I should have know he was that sleazy. I should have suspected that he was the reason why I was having difficulty sleeping, eating, etc. But, my head was so cloudy. Yet I had the clarity to write.... pages and volumes of poetry. The subjects were as far reaching as a pot that was left on the stove to life vs. death. I felt like I was going insane. And I was hotter than I'd ever been. I felt the heat from myself, constantly. I was running through batteries (because if you recall, he didn't want to have sex with me) and I blew out the motor on my favorite vibrator. And it was all him. He didn't even talk to me, and ask if I'd be willing to try it. He took it upon himself to slip it to me in my drinks, and food.Ecstasy. E. Rollin'.That is what was happening to me. He took it upon himself, to drug me.