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Strangely I don’t give a fuck. Why? Maybe cuz the fucked up shit I’ve been through... or maybe cuz he sold fentanyl laced Xanax to unknowing people <-

Yet my old town a used to live in everyone praising this guy like he was some good person. Maybe they weren’t aware? Or maybe they’re just that god damn stupid. I literally think they’re so thick fucking headed that selling heroin laced Xanax to people isn’t that big of a deal?
I’ll tell u what, almost makes me feel good to know there’s one less piece a shit in the world
 
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Sorry to hear of your loss. This sure is getting out of hand and I feel your pain as one of my friends lost her brother to that as well.
 
Strangely I don’t give a fuck. Why? Maybe cuz the fucked up shit I’ve been through... or maybe cuz he sold fentanyl laced Xanax to unknowing people <-

Yet my old town a used to live in everyone praising this guy like he was some good person. Maybe they weren’t aware? Or maybe they’re just that god damn stupid. I literally think they’re so thick fucking headed that selling heroin laced Xanax to people isn’t that big of a deal?
I’ll tell u what, almost makes me feel good to know there’s one less piece a shit in the world

That's common, i believe. Maybe it's the realization that we're all human and make mistakes, combined with the thought of ones own mortality that makes people look for and speak of the good things that a bad person did while they were alive?
 
1 less POS in the world. Fuck em!! If your son died from an overdose and he sold the drugs you'd want to kill him regardless, but ppl don't see it that way. Seriously, the world is a better place now without him, no remorse
 
Well I do gotta say there’s a difference between being a drug addict and a piece of shit I’m not saying you can’t absolutley be both but just because he was an addict doesn’t make him a piece of shit. It was your friend you know if he was a piece of shit without drugs but after you start to get into the double digits of losing friends you really just don’t even bat an eye toward it you get desensitized. Literally all of mine but a handful are dead mostly from drugs the rest from stupid street activity
 
I also do not share any more sympathy for those who OD. Ruining lives that aren’t theirs. Have also heard stories from a friend who’s an EMT of her narcan-ing people multiple times in a day. Can’t fix that.
One of my cousins drives for a local engine. A majority of the calls are to narcan people and it's always a repeat business.
 
Strangely I don’t give a fuck. Why? Maybe cuz the fucked up shit I’ve been through... or maybe cuz he sold fentanyl laced Xanax to unknowing people <-

Yet my old town a used to live in everyone praising this guy like he was some good person. Maybe they weren’t aware? Or maybe they’re just that god damn stupid. I literally think they’re so thick fucking headed that selling heroin laced Xanax to people isn’t that big of a deal?
I’ll tell u what, almost makes me feel good to know there’s one less piece a shit in the world


It's pretty common for people to become saints in others eyes after death. I've never understood it, to me if I consider someone a piece of shit in life that opinion doesn't change after death.

I try to avoid conversations when people revise shitbag history because it has usually ended in unnecessary hurt feelings of the living.
 
It's pretty common for people to become saints in others eyes after death. I've never understood it, to me if I consider someone a piece of shit in life that opinion doesn't change after death.

I try to avoid conversations when people revise shitbag history because it has usually ended in unnecessary hurt feelings of the living.
Yup this happened with another one my old friends today



And I just had to fuckin say something to this dude I could believe the fuckin stupidity swelling up his thick fucking head. When I He told me “was a good guy” and replied with “people make mistakes”

These people really got no sense
 
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The only consideration I’ll make is not shit talking a dead man. If you’re gone, you’re unable to defend yourself and all is forgiven. But i won’t romanticize a dirtbags life.
 
I also do not share any more sympathy for those who OD. Ruining lives that aren’t theirs. Have also heard stories from a friend who’s an EMT of her narcan-ing people multiple times in a day. Can’t fix that.
My son showed me something on the city website where I live. Last fall someone put on there that the city was offering Pumpkin spice narcan for the fall! Somebody hacked it obviously. My town has so many fucking junkies it's not even funny. Last year I stopped to get gas and this beautiful young lady in business attire with a brand new civic asked me for $100 for gas. She said she was going back home to Tennessee and had Tennessee plates. She was crying and telling me her sob story. I almost believed her until I offered to fill up her car then she said she just wanted the cash. If she let me fill up the car I probably then wouldve bought her another gas card to make sure. I called the police just to check on her because I actually felt fucking guilty. The depths of depravity people will sink to is ridiculous!
 
My son works in an ER and the same fucking drug seekers come in constantly. This one guy told my son he was allergic to every drug but dilaudid. The worst part was he was wearing a Boston Bruins Jersey. My people!!!
 
Strangely I don’t give a fuck. Why? Maybe cuz the fucked up shit I’ve been through... or maybe cuz he sold fentanyl laced Xanax to unknowing people <-

Yet my old town a used to live in everyone praising this guy like he was some good person. Maybe they weren’t aware? Or maybe they’re just that god damn stupid. I literally think they’re so thick fucking headed that selling heroin laced Xanax to people isn’t that big of a deal?
I’ll tell u what, almost makes me feel good to know there’s one less piece a shit in the world

It could be because of multiple things. It’s not uncommon to feel anger after death.
I will not speak in regards to the mans past.
You knew him well it seems? How long were you guys friends for?
 
It could be because of multiple things. It’s not uncommon to feel anger after death.
I will not speak in regards to the mans past.
You knew him well it seems? How long were you guys friends for?

Since 14. Dude fucked me over a few times tho. Last I hung out with him I was trying to buy one or two Xanax to see if it would help with anxiety so I could know if going to a doctor was going to help.

He told me about the fentanyl after I ate the shit. Then showed me the giant bag of em and the giant bag of entirely fake ones. I’m talking 100s.

Caught the feeling he was always tryna use people for shit.

I think he got just what he deserved. Yeah I felt a little bit better about my life when I read that shit today. Call me fucked up. These events are parts of my past that are stained and it just adds to the hatred I carry around.

So it was a relief. It’s been a longg long life. Trust me I know death. My mom died at 11. I was raised on family loss.

This kinda loss was much different. More like weight off my shoulders. I knew it too I fuckin knew it. I remember thinking at one or two points that shit was likely to happen. Even though I had no reason to believe so.
 
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i've said before, the junkies in my city should be thankful i'm not an EMT. After getting the call for an OD, i'd either drive in the opposite direction or take the scenic route.

I like 99% of your posts but fuck you for that one. Im a recovering addict and am nothing but an asset to society these days.
 
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