Drugs suck. They suck because they're lying assholes that promise you a rosy escape without telling you the price. They suck because I'll-only-try-this-once is a gateway to hell from which the road leads you one way and one way only. Down. They suck because they extend to you a helping hand, but when you grab it, there is nothing to hold on to. They suck because they change you who you are. They rob you of yourself. They mash you into gobs of misery that nobody around you will recognize for who you were before. They suck because they have no morals, they don't care for age. In fact, they love those tender hormone-overflowing angsty teenagers who seek some way to assert their control over life, to show everyone that they can do it on their own.
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This Christmas we're missing one of our teenagers, and it's heartbreaking. Josey, Royce's daughter, is currently in a substance abuse problem treatment center in Oregon where she will spend anywhere from 1 to 3 months in a locked up environment, meaning, she is not able to leave the grounds. If you have been subscribed to my blog for a long time, you will remember her daring teen erotica story that I posted here and that caused quite a stir. I was contemplating to take it down, but then decided to keep it. I support her, she is a talented budding little writer who is so openhearted that she fell prey to her own fervent desire to prove herself, to assert herself, to become an adult and to prove to everyone that she can do it on her own. Here is my boyfriend's story.
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