Hard to do key bumps when homework is due

crutch. When we took those first experimental drinks, there was certainly no pleasure. But for some strange

I walked home with my deliquescing cock in my work pants, pretty much having forgotten I may have impregnated a very young girl, wondering what the fuck it was going to take to make me feel whole again, now that I knew it wasn’t sex. Enter drugs.

I wanted to not drink, but I was wracked with nerves and just needed to pass out. Ugh, it is SO FUCKING BORING to talk about this shit. Maybe people wouldn’t get so addicted to things if they knew how fucking tedious it was. Did D.A.R.E. cover this? A substance problem is the opposite of crazy drama and destruction. It’s like being a hamster on a w

Worse than the noise was how every addiction was sold curbside. You didn’t even need to leave your car. You didn’t even have to park.