interesting. we were both meth guys altho he kept his habit well in check and hes the only roomate i had 0 problems with. also weird that we both had 100% trust in each other. i knew he'd never steal. i remember once he was freaking out cause he lost his wallet which had $500 in it cause he had got paid then waste. he knew he lost it somewhere between getting out of the cab in front of our condo, and when he got to our condo. i was thinking "fuck. its obv i stole it even tho i didn't. i'm a broke meth guy whos borrowing from stinky to stay afloat. this is gonna get ugly.".... i said "just search my fuckin room. i this looks like i did it" even tho if i did it obv it wouldn't be in my room. he said "no. i'm not gonna do that. that thought never even crossed my mind." I felt so relieved. and also relieved when the mexican hippy neighbor returned it. chick was so hippy he tried giving her a $20 tip and she said "no, 0 chance i take it." so he left it on a stool and said "give it to a good cause then".... i'd marry hippy chick off that story alone. such a heart of gold. she definitely wouldn't marry me tho. point of story is trust between methies. i had never heard of this before. so fuckin interesting.
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