Dope never gets old for addicts. It never looks old. It never looks like something I’ve seen before. It always looks like nothing I’ve ever seen.
One week, I just stopped going to class.
A man who’s played Warcraft the entire trip just asked me to “turn down the brightness” on my computer screen. He is sitting in front of me.
I’d planned to die at thirty, and then I’d push it on ten years, forty, and then fifty. You always push it on. And then you go on and on and on. It’s difficult.