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Teenage Wasteland

submitted by __47__ to TellTalk 8 monthsAug 20, 2024 17:14:28 ago (+3/-2)     (TellTalk)

Since some of you all like my stories here's another.

Many many years ago when I was a teen I was an absolute menace with my friend group.

We were known drug dealers in the city specializing in weed, coke, shrooms and mdma. Weed was easiest to obtain. High grade coming from Canada and local sellers and of course standard brick weed from Mexico.

I knew the layout of my city very well. Especially when it was night. My buddy would get an order from a classmate for a particular car stereo. This was back when a lot of people got after market car speakers and cd players. Four of us would go out. I'd lead them there to the car. Two people would take point on the ends of the block. When it was clear I'd break into the car. At times it was unlocked. If it wasn't a hammer sufficed. My buddy would jump in with his hand tools and extract the stereo. Placing it in a backpack that could be disposed of easily. He'd sell it and we would set up a deal. We'd buy bulk weed the money and resell it to others. He sold to everyone. I only sold to trusted people. He got rolled on by some idiot football player that I told him not to business with. If you bought from us you had to stay for 1 1/2 hour. Cops were watching. We'd tell you the movie you watched with us. You left and as far as we were mostly concerned we never saw you.

I first heard about crank when I was about 16. The girl I was absolutely infatuated with did it. She looked like one of the Olson twins but had green hair and a studded choker collar. I didn't know what crank was exactly but I knew better to mess with it. The folks she did it with were trash tier. She was too. Abusive father. Living in "that" part of town. I remember my buddy and I sold one of her friends some stuff one time and he introduced me to gravity bongs. Buddy and I took a couple hits and were fucked up. Walked out of his house as it was hitting us.

Stopped doing all that shit in my early 20s. I don't speak with any of them anymore. I do miss some of them and our nights on the golf field, high and no problems in sight.


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__47__ -1 points 8 months ago

Fuck you too