An ode to drugs
I'm a total freak when it comes to drugs. I don't know what it is... True love I'd say. Oh the times we had together. Ravaging as a kid through encyclopedias for articles about mind atering substances, smoking my parents cigaretes under the window of their room while they were sleeping after coming exausted from work. My grandmother almost caught me once. I stumped barefooted on a dud, barely kept it togehter. I walked through forests in search of deliririants like datura and henbane but unfortunately never found any. I'm not sure if I could have the balls to actually try that stuff, but it's the adventure that mattered. I've never danced like on escstasy, never played the piano like on lsd.
It could be said, that I do this to escape myself, that I need my mind altered because I don't like it how it is by itself. Maybe, to a dergree. But its more. It's a legit interest of mine since forever. And it rarely dissapointed me.
Because I'm not a junkie. I know, not really something to say after an ode, but besides weed I was never addicted to anyhing. I have measure. But I'll try almost anything.
P.s. I hate booze. Makes me sleepy.