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  1. UnknownMarch 22, 2013 at 11:32 AM

    Thank you, I'm so excited to find your blog.
    I was thinking what would make an interesting blog entry sometime would be to describe exactly what it feels like to inject heroin and use other drugs, for those of us who have never tried any of them.

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    1. traceyh415March 22, 2013 at 12:20 PM

      I will consider it although there is a story "the first time" in the archive

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    2. UnknownMarch 22, 2013 at 12:28 PM

      Oh thank you, I'll definitely go read that.

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  2. UnknownMarch 22, 2013 at 4:29 PM

    I was also thinking a post about your tattoos and the meanings behind them would be an interesting topic sometime. I was wondering if Ben from the movie did your original tattoos and did you decide to later get them covered-up? What were they pictures of? Did one show a viking or am I mistaken? What do they show, now?

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    1. traceyh415March 22, 2013 at 4:36 PM

      BEN did not do tattoos. I had a large scar in the middle of one of my tattoo. I had the tattoo redone and the scar covered up

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    2. UnknownMarch 22, 2013 at 5:05 PM

      OH Ok...so no tattoos done by Ben. Thanks.

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  3. AnonymousMarch 23, 2013 at 1:59 AM

    Slightly voyeuristic? :/ wouldn't you just want to read what comes from the heart...

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    1. traceyh415March 25, 2013 at 10:35 AM

      I write from stream of conciousness and put very little planning into what I am writing for the day. I think describing the drug experience is what got me into drugs in the first place so I will pass.

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