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Addicts in the Dressing Room (pt I)

*"Come on baby……just half a line."

I was only gonna do it once, only once, only once...and that was the only time. I said that for months, four months that I lied. I tried, I tried....to say no but those eyes, his lips, and his grin, put his pinkie to my nose and I took one deep inhale in. Just like that, 21 hooked on the new black, by my lover then pimp…had me in the clubs and 3 weekdays on the track. Young *** in love, and who else had my back. Dead fam and no friends, so it was...just that. He tried to work me in a ******** when I spat in his face amd that was the first time I told him no, and the last time I seen him, he broke my nose and I walked to the E.R still filled with his ***** I couldn't use for weeks, it took a month of working nights and sleeping in shelters to get on my feet. And I'm still in love with Snow White, I'll quit one day, I'm sure I'll be alright.

 

But For Now:

My name is Amiya,

Stage name Jazlaine,

Your husband's favorite stripper,

And I'm addicted to *******

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Feb 2, 2013
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