Yo, what's up world? It's your boy DustKiller Story coming at you with some real talk today. Lately, I've been finding solace in weed and alcohol. Yeah, I know it might not be the healthiest way to cope with things, but hey, it helps me relax and forget about all the craziness going on around me.
Life on the streets ain't easy - especially for a 14-year-old like me. But when I light up a joint or take a swig of that sweet liquid courage, everything just fades away for a little while. The stress melts off my shoulders and I can finally breathe easy.
I remember the first time Death introduced me to weed. He said it would help calm my nerves and keep me focused during our heists. And you know what? He was right. That first hit had me feeling like I was floating on cloud nine.
Venom may give me crap for smoking so much pot, but deep down he knows it helps take the edge off after a long day of running from the cops or dealing with rival gangs. Plus, there's something soothing about watching him laze around in his fursuit while we pass around a blunt.
And then there's Killer - always cool as ice no matter what situation we find ourselves in. He'll spark up another joint without missing a beat and pass it over with that trademark smirk of his. We may not always see eye-to-eye on everything, but when we're chilling together under the influence of some good bud and booze... well let's just say those are moments worth savoring.
Some people might judge us for indulging in these vices at such a young age - they don't understand the kind of pressure we're under every single day out here on these mean streets. But until they walk in our shoes or face down danger alongside us night after night... well let them talk their talk while we walk our walk.
So yeah, maybe weed and alcohol aren't perfect solutions to life's problems - but they sure do make things more bearable sometimes.
Peace out, DustKiller Story