[ItsAlive75]

I wanted to be the BEST. Tryouts for baseball were in a month, and I wasn't nearly as strong as I wanted to be. I worked out everyday for hours on end, until my bones ached and I threw up bile... but it wasn't enough. I needed an edge, ANYthing that could get me on that team. So I turned to the juice. Steroids. At first it was working. I was lifting more than I thought was possible, running faster and swinging harder... but then things went downhill. I cried all the time. My mood swings were drastic to say the least. I withdrew from my family and friends, doing nothing but lifting weights and shooting up every day. Then tryouts came, and the drug test was positive. I didn't even get a chance to try out for the team. I'll never forget what the coach said to me as the rest of the kids pointed and laughed...

You were making out with your girlfriend but you had a pen in your pocket and she popped and deflated.