So to start off
Hi my name is Holly and I’m 17 years old
I’m not going to say where I live cause it’s not relevant
I like smoking weed, and I like Tylenol 3s.
The weed is mine.
The T3s are not. They are my dads, but he doesn’t use them anymore.
I started out just taking 3 at a time, its slowly moved up and tonight I took 7.
I like how they make me feel.
Content.
Warm.
It’s my one way to escape.
My one way of feeling rebellion.
My one secret.
Well not anymore. I just told my friend. He’s the only one that knows.
I liked having it all to myself. My one secret. But I know I can tell him anything. He tells me a lot of stuff about his life.
I don;t think I could ever tell my friends. I’d be afraid they’d think I was pathetic.
Quite frankly, I like it.
But sadly, tonight was my last time. I finished the bottle. Which probably isn;t the smartest thing. But I really got addicted for a bit. Then I noticedd it was happening. And I stopped for a while.
Then I decided it was safe to start again because I didn’t crave them anymore, I just liked the way they made me feel. And I’ve had some fun nights at home by myself. Very calm, and relaxing.
It seems pathetic, and I’ve probably ruined my liver. But I don’t care.
It’s sad. The expiry date on these was 2010.
