Nothing like being passed out on a dirty, piss-covered mattress with a needle in your arm to make life more pleasurable.
I knew a few heroin addicts. At least one of them was somewhat responsible enough to try methadone treatment. Another four were not so lucky. After scoring a bag of whatever the hell that stuff is, the driver got the bright idea to start the party a little early. As in, in the driver's seat of the car. At 40 mph. The car drifted into another lane and hit an 18-wheeler, killing him, two other people, and seriously injuring some girl who managed to survive.
Came home from work one day and the guy living upstairs had just shot up. I've seen people drunk enough to vomit a fifth of Wild Turkey on themselves and not move an inch. That would have been preferable to what this dude looked and sounded like. Another neighbor, drunk as hell and high on crack decides he wants to try some. A moment or two after shooting up, the guy feels like ******* Superman. Jumps up out of his chair and immediately hits the floor face first. Passed out cold. When the ambulance showed up his heart had stopped beating. The EMT's did CPR and took him to the hospital. Lucky for him, he survived.
But hey, you want to try it I'm not going to stop you.
