Am I sober if I'm taking psych meds?
The whole antigravity thing was neat, but discombobulating. It was hard to know which way was up and which was down.
He put on Dark Side of the Moon. The three of us sat on his bed as he packed his large glass bong with weed. Thankfully he knew it was my first time so I didn’t have to pretend to know how to smoke out of that thing. I’m sure I would’ve found a way to burn my face off and, even worse, embarrass myself.
Attempting suicide ended up being one of the best things that ever happened to me because I finally didn’t give a shit.
I met Sandy toward the end of 7th grade at the graffiti wall where all the smokers hung out. She had porcelain skin, dyed hair, tiny feet and balls of steel. You guys get to meet her next week. You're welcome. We were best friends for 10 years. Our addictions brought us together and then tore... Continue Reading →