My pos ex tried to get me murdered. So... we broke up, I started hanging out with ppl that he knew of. It was the wrong crowd. My ex is the wrong crowd, when I say pos, well there is a reason he is in constant pain and torment. So.. the wrong crowd, they knew of him. Was at a party met this dude, he is an EMT. He also sells drugs. The EMT guy and my ex know each other. The guy was either trying to get me to OD on coke, be in a party that ppl gain up on you and murder you or get me locked up for holding possessions of narcotics. Either way I know. Both are apart of a cult... I think of some ppls death in such a way you would think I fell in love with it. When I tell this story its to let youngins know that ppl are shit. You can think your apart of w.e cause you want but they can flip on you whenever. I say this when I need, and I hope this sinks in, "In a room full of snakes, are you really safe?".