Don’t do drugs. Do me.
Do drugs and me.
Do drugs with me. And then do me.
It’s very strange, almost difficult, how vibrant and strong your emotions become with a clear mind. I’m practically eating mostly ‘super foods’ and the last time I ate this clean there was nothing to feel but a genuine happiness, but I’m older and life doesn’t seem as carefree and simple anymore. The comparison is strange and it’s almost scary how in tune I am with my emotions, sensations I naturally try to bury under a false euphoric chemical of a select few I frequent; all gone replaced now with life and its wonderful little treasures. Thank God for the gym, I’d go crazy without burning some of this away…