Reading a post earlier brought back memories of my drug addicted wild child days. My boyfriend was a dealer so I did everything but a needle. Many scary times living with my father. I ran away, he pointing a 357 magnum at the friends he could find. Threatening to kill them if lying. Good thing he didn’t know I was crouched in the front passenger floorboard. I never forgot the music we were getting stoned to.
LET’S ROCK AND ROLL Xx M
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Some good music :)
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So glad you like, it’s from my way back file. I’m doing several post in the way back theme.
I hope you are feeling better and two feet on ground. I’m always here.
:)
M
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Good stuff, M. And about those Robert Plant jeans…always compromised in the most interesting places ! ☺
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yep, interesting how they wear in one spot-whole lot of love. He had the hip huggers popular and so skinny.
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Thank you for jamming with me this week. Great music, some crazy times for me.
I’m nothing like the person I used to be.
:0
M
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Afraid I am still the same old same old!
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There is always tomorrow. Gutting smoking was difficult I didn’t like the look of me smoking.
I quit drinking almost 10 years ago, my mental illness didn’t anything to interfere. Quitting anything is difficult and takes time. What worked for me when working was a present of my choice if I exceeded my quota. Money was the true motivator but something nice, like my first coach briefcase. The last gift my VP gave me a week in Jamaica.
I know you can accomplish anything you set your mind to.
:)
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Got one thing I need to quit but I am not ready to.
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When the time is right, you’ll have the power to change.
:)
M
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Reblogged this on SURVIVORS BLOG HERE.
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