LOL I'm on my high horse working with a bunch of drug addicts and abusers of all kinds. I live in a drug house with people who are drug abusers, people who recovered from a drug addiction and people who are solely against any form of drug using. And I guess I'm a drug user too by inhaling the residue in the paint and carpet in the house. Fuck!!! I guess that's why I don't make any sense, man you guys got me. I now see the light and perhaps will check myself into a rehab center too cuz I may be addicted and not know it. Or should I not cuz its cool to do drugs, I mean shit, everyone does it so it must do a body good.

I'm gonna go ask a whore if I can buy her crack pipe off of her and pass the pipe around so I can have friends to hang out with and not feel alone without friends. I wanna feel wanted so I'm gonna go party hard in vegas, dont let me forget my Jack In The Box straw (they're fatter straws than any other fast food place), I gotta keep that fat thing in my purse in case I lose my high. I'd hate to sleep and prevent dark circles so I'm well rested for another day of signing and partying.

All I ask is to help a potential druggie out... it ain't easy being cool, man. Thanks!