i'm one hell of a bookworm as of late.
the heroin diaries - makes me want to try hard drugs
animal farm - makes me glad to be a human
harry potter and philosophy - makes me want to commit suicide because i'm such a nerd (jk though it's really great)
a heartbreaking work of staggering genius - makes me want to go to california
this helps nothing.
i've been thinking about drugs lately. well today. because this morning i snorted a pixie stick again for classroom entertainment, this afternoon i took that drug survey that made me feel like a teenage failure, and this evening i finished the heroin diaries. what i've learned... is drug euphemisms are the prettiest strings of words.
china white
zombie dust
chasing the dragon
what? druggies are fucking poets
seriously, most of them are.
they're like graffiti artists. they've got lots and lots of talent but they just go to all the wrong places. i'm all for graffiti artists.. their shit is awesome. i'm just not sure how to solve their problem of illegality without taking away their very unique creativity as well.. i totally digress.
snorting pixie sticks makes you sneeze, five times in a row.
if that intrigues me, then i'm smart enough to know that i should be scared of what else will.
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