I’ve always wondered what it’d be like to fly. Soar high above the clouds, and not be afraid of falling, or having your parachute not work, or knowing you’re going to die. Okay, well, two of those mainly include falling, but work with me here.I’d like to fly. A couple of my friends said that some drugs can make you feel like you’re able to. PCP, acid, I can’t remember. I’m not sure if I want to fly that way though. Yea, sure I get high, but . . . that’s it. I mean, I still get mad at myself for just doing pot. I can just imagine the kind of hell I’d put myself through if I did anything worse. You know what people say.
You are your own worst enemy.