no matter how angry or sad i get i always take solace in the premonition of xanaxing out on friday night. unconsciousness is so appealing to me. and maybe it's wasting your life to sleep so much, but since i love it so i don't consider it a waste. life is hard, and god bless drugs. god bless music.
i understand soliciting prostitutes, and sports, and addiction, and being ignorant. it's not really about shortcomings so much as it is escapism. i don't wonder at all why the population is so medicated these days.