Filthy Glasses

Geoff possessed a couple grams of white girl. Snorting lines of this powdery substance can be, intrinsically, very messy when you’re dealing with copious amounts. This is cocaine in case you do not recognize the lingo. I won’t say much, but I will say it was a good time to be eighteen and stupid. There were five of us; we were young adolescent kids who didn’t give a damn. I, in detail, remember carrying a napkin to remove any evidence that would hang on under my nostrils. I had the twenty dollar bills and weed, which was my preference. I don’t think grandmother would approve, and I’ll leave it at that.

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