When I was in university, as I have already shared in these forums just very recently, I was in particular danger of becoming addicted to cocaine after weed failed to sufficiently allow me enough escape from reality.
With cocaine, I felt that my mind was sharper, clearer, more creative and somehow afforded greater scope of thought and philosophy. I wrote to a greater level - or at least I considered that I did.
In the end, I decided it was too much.
H terrifies me as a drug and always has.
With cocaine, I felt that my mind was sharper, clearer, more creative and somehow afforded greater scope of thought and philosophy. I wrote to a greater level - or at least I considered that I did.
In the end, I decided it was too much.
H terrifies me as a drug and always has.