Wino Daze

Things started to go downhill from that point on. Without a job I couldn't support our habit much longer. We started selling our stuff in order to obtain more crack. We lost our apartment and had to move into the basement of a friend of mine. I did get a new job, and we eventually moved out of the basement into a real nice apartment in a real nice neighbourhood. NOT!!!!!!! My sweetie found us an apartment in a crack building. It was everywhere around us. There were crack hookers living in the stairwells and drug dealers only a few feet from our door. We couldn't stop.