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I saved my exs life 3 times, one time she OD'd off some powder heron and she went quite, I didnt think anything till her lips started turning blue , had company over at the time and I sprung into action not knowing how much she'd done before meeting up with me.. I had a friend preform mouth to mouth as I went for an ambulance.. When I got back nothing had changed so I decided to play with her feelings, slapping her and calling her names she hates in her ear and it worked , the gasp was such a relief.. I told her once the ambulance showed up I spelt her name wrong and to play along w it ,and then we ran after she came too to avoid any issues after the hospital stay.
 
Im not worried about sick fucks, im worried about making people i like feel bad and horrified lol.
Good point! lol.
My mom and stepdad would take my brother and I to the bars with them. Eventually I tell my grandma and the next thing I know my mom is yelling at me for snitching. Like I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone. I was just telling grandma about the fun time I had while visiting.
I hit 13 years old and decided I wanted to live with my mom and stepdad. Worst mistake of my life. I’m not ready to go into that mess.

It’s a fucking shame any child should go through trauma.
 
Good story, Doves. You were lucky. That was a set up for bad shit to happen.

That was 95. Same year my best friend at the time got us tickets to see ICP.

Yes, ICP. And yes I wanted to go lol.

And my MOTHER was nominated to take us. So it was me, my best and 3 other friends. And my mom of course was down to buy alcohol for us. I didnt know what to get, as I never really drank before so I listened to my bestie when she said "let's get Mad Dog 20/20! Its dirt cheap and tastes okay!" So I went ahead and got the grape one. We got slurpee cups from 7/11...i poured the entire bottle of MD into the slurpee cup (mind you we were not all sharing one bottle. We each had our own) and i proceeded to suck it all down with a STRAW.

My dumb fuck mother was driving around allowing 6 fucking MINORS to drink MAD DOG in the car out of slurpee cups.

I got VERY drunk, VERY fast. I went from sober and giggling to puking fucking rowdy shit faced in seemingly 10 minutes. When that gut rot wino swill hit me? It HIT me and ran me over a few times. I can say that I almost died and I wouldnt be exaggerating.

Needless to say, I was not allowed into the concert venue. My friends were basically carrying me. When we got to tge door I remember the woman at the door saying "we can't let her in. Shes an intoxicated youth' and I TRIED to say "No im okay. Im just car sick". And instead, I spit on the door lady and called her a "stupid bitch".

I barely remember any of the night. But I know I vomitted in the pocket of my shirt. I knocked down a of trays in McDonalds and climbed on the counter. I was laid down in the back of the car trying to eat a Big Mac, but i couldn't get it to my mouth so I just rubbed it on the floor of the car. When the security guard in the parking lot yelled at me and said 'if you were my daughter" I screamed that no way is anyone ever gonna fuck him so he doesn't have to worry about it, which resulted in us being kicked out of the parking lot so we had to leave my friends in the concert

When my mom drove to my best friends house, and her father came to the door I was on my knees on the porch, covered in MD puke, hysterically crying and verbally converting to Catholism. Her parents stepped in and took control and got me showered with clean clothes and put me in THEIR bed with a puke bucket, I think they reamed my mother (who was also drinking) out and went to get my friends from the concert.

I dont remember how we all got back to my grandma's house but everyone passed out in my room.

I probably should have been taken to a hospital because I was vomiting blood streaked bile by the end of the night and into the morning. When I finally made it to a bathroom, I had a few burst blood vessels in my eyes, I had cigarette burns in my HAIR, several bruised and scratches. I had somehow skinned my forehead, cheek and chin. My friend told me I had fallen face first out of the car on the pavement. I mean i was looking ROUGH lol. I was sick in bed for three days.

To this day, my friends who were there still talk about this and to make it funnier, we have another friend who actually married Shaggy 2 Dope (Joesph Usler) of ICP and I was offered free tickets with back stage access and all that years and years later when they heard the whole sordid tale lol.

I declined the offer and tried to send my cousin instead who loved them.

And once again.....my mother faced absolutely ZERO consequences AND she had the absolute audacity to be butt hurt and MAD for years over how my friends dad ripped her a few new ones that night. It was so deserved and she just never ever took any accountability for anything. I wouldnt let anyone sit and drink something like Mad Dog out of a straw like that....she should have known better and at least explained to me how unsafe that was. Nope. She just let me do it.

My grandma was also absolutely FURIOUS and when she decided to listen to ICP songs to see what we were going to see....she CRIED, prayed over me and wrote me a long mushy letter about how hurt she was over the whole thing.

This happened a few months before my mother got arrested with me in the car and ended up getting sentenced to 90 days in the clink.
 
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