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Entry #88
I don't care what anybody thinks! like my new song. It makes me feel like... DRUGS!!!
When I was younger... not like a little kid or anything, like when I got to the age of sixteen I wanted to be a junkie when I grew up. I failed miserably at it though. I was too poor to get addicted to heroine, a little scared and unable to find a way to pay for a drug habit, nor could I find anyone who sold it. I wasn't really looking though, it just sort of a day dream.
Before that I didn't really have any ideas what I wanted to be. When I turned fourteen I was a self proclaimed nihilist, I still am some days. I didn't think of the future because it was only an illusion, so was everything else. and before that I don't even know. I had no idea, I was a naive and stupid child. I can't remember most of my childhood.
When I turned about seventeen my sister had this friend of hers, a guy she was living with. He could of hooked me up with cocaine, but that wasn't my style. I wanted to tie up and inject a drug into my arm, I wanted to be a punk rocker, like Lou Reed or Kurt Cobain. but he also had weed, and weed was close enough for me. So one day i was over there and they were passing around a bowl. I thought I'd turn into a junkie if I had too much... which wasn't really a problem I guess. ?
But I reflected on my life before I took that first hit. The kids at school joked that if you took one hit of pot your entire life was over. But I realized something, I didn't have a life to begin with. I didn't give a fuck about anything. I didn't strive for anything, I just didn't care... I had nothing to lose. I never really became one of the stoners. I never bought pot from a dealer, I only smoked it occasionally with a few friends. All my friends that smoke it have either grown distant or quit so the option isn't there anymore.
My point is I never became a junkie. I failed at my dream!!! Okay that's not exactly the point, sorry... what "Who Needs Drugs" is about is this: People don't need drugs to be a fuck up. Usually if someone is using drugs they had already given up on there life a long time ago. People use drugs because there life is sad, it lacks any thrill or excitement... or they just need a way to escape something that is so cripplingly depressing that it's all they can do to keep themselves from committing suicide... Now that I've made that clear, WHO NEEDS DRUGS!!!
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