Dear Diary: This Drug Dealer Has a Heart of Gold
My head was pounding, I was lying down, and I opened my eyes and saw a stranger looking at me. “I’m going to kill Robert! He let me get roofied.” I said looking at the guy in the eyes.
The twenty something guy had been stroking his ZZ Top style beard when I yelled at him. “She is awake. Nurse, she is awake.” His voice trailed off as he went out of the room.
I looked around to see that I was…