I wanted to. Outside the movies, near our nachos and cheesecake joint, waiting for someone, I wanted to sit on the cheap blue plastic chairs filled with bird shit and ash and just draaag. With the prepubescent miniskirted rebels using tar as a passport to adventure that will too soon need refueling. Then the next night in a flourescent nightmare with turquoise and bronze rings squeezing my eyes, my fingers, my wrist, my waist, my toes, I wanted to go out into the windy rainy night and look with accusing eyes at the world and draaag. But I can't. Like I won't take sleeping pills, or use somebody or become psychotic. It would just make life too simple and what would there be worth fighting for then?
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hmmmm....ban it everywhere! THEN no one has to go through this agony. S.O draaaags too, i loathes it!
I never took to draaaaging....tried but disgusts me :P
Ironic since Mama bear and Papa Bear smoke. Well Papa Bear quit 6 months ago...we're very proud of him :D
I dont use people either.
But I'd take sleeping pills if it was necessary...and I'm already psychotic :P
Apparently i'm a user. I disagree with that position. :)
i m over the top psychotic.
once i stuck on sleeping pills to sleep away and not eat and i lost too much weight that way... silly teenage!
I think thats why it was so easy for me to give up smoking, that im not an addictive personality. I still think about smoking, but I know its not worth the few moments relaxations, for the hours of disgust.
I liked this piece, Was interesting and spur of the moment writing.
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