25 years ago I was a young hoodlum chasing my high. Meth was the white trash drug, the poor man’s coke. This is one substance I never did because I saw the damage crystal did to my biker friends in no time at all — sores, rotting teeth, exhaustion. Now meth use is epidemic amongst gay club boys as a party drug. Thankful to the universe I didn’t kill myself when I was too reckless to realize how easy true ruin could be. And I know some of ya’ll are there with me.
A few of these photos from the Multnomah County Sheriff’s Office were taken only taken a few months apart.
I shit you
*NOT*!
Tonight me and Chris accidently went to the gym. (!!!) Just for kicks, we scribbled out a sensible menu. Then — get this — we went so far as to push a rolling cart around an ACTUAL grocery store. We bought crazy things like fruit and yogurt and raw chickens.
And a giggley pink pig just flew like a blur across my backyard!
What a day.