[Sparrow]

one of the first things i learned doing drugs is that people who pop pills are likely to steal from you. that turned out to be hella true and it is a judgment i will pass when a body starts talking oxy and such.

i've never been good at petty theft or anything involving keeping your cool. i stole a pink, plastic crystal button cover from Wal-Mart when i was a kid. it was just so pretty. i hid it away like treasure; like it might start beating at any moment in the bottom drawer of my nightstand. it haunts me to this day. i'm also the kid that never mustered enough balls to skip class or cut a day of school. i waited until promptly 3:00, 6:00 if i had practice, for youthful hijinx. the usual smoking ice out of a lightbulb in some guy's uncle's place and then maybe racing our cars down the highway; going fast with the windows down is a great pleasure. i was very, very Good under the smallest amounts of supervision and utterly reckless without it.

i imagine vengeful shoplifting feels good for you; claiming power right in the face of their supposed authority. audacity, amirite?