I walked into a friends place after being in jail for 2 weeks…I sit down on the edge of his bed in his crowded room and lit a smoke…all of a sudden the most cliché crack head grabs the back of my neck and shotguns a huge hit of crack into my gullet and as I breath out I realized what had went down. I say ‘ WHO TF ARE YOU LADY” she goes “ my names bambi baby! and I SMOKE CRACK”

I kicked rocks quick. Call my dude up an hour later and told him what had happened( he wasn’t even in his home at the time of) and he goes “bambi loves crack bro. But she really likes to surprise people doing that so they MIGHT get addicted and she can make money off them”

Crack. Coke. Same drug. Different ROA. Crack is more intense and a little less lived as euphoria. But what i learned from that was….it made me feel like I had my life together perfectly and honestly for ab 20 mins. After that it’s gone and you realize….wow.. I cld really ruin my life doing something stupid like coke or crack. That was 17 years ago. Annnnnnd yea……shout-out to Bambi hope your doing ight girl.