We had been together a few months when he got a new roommate: a cocaine dealer.
Rehab counselors warned us not to stay friends with each other after treatment since most us wouldn’t stay sober, but I felt like Gerry and I would somehow make our post-rehab friendship work, despite the fact that he would always be a hardcore criminal.
I Had a Refreshing Makeout Session Yesterday With a Former Drug Dealer Who Once Sold Me Weed Outside The New York Post
I have been feeling lately that if I didn't make out with someone who I was attracted to I was going to die. Happily, I am now on a roll.