Cocaine is Asinine

I hate cocaine. I also hate heroin. And I hate all those other stupid drugs that have nothing to do with thought exploration and perspective. Or they take your perspective to a place that is asinine. I've never done any of these drugs but I've heard stories about them. Drugs that pump you up or shut you down. I think the only time I ever really fought with Audrey was when I gave her hell for trying cocaine. She never did it again.

I've been the only person at a party that wasn't snorting cocaine. Many times. Too many times.
I've been told that cocaine is like being given a confidence boost. And I believe it. Hanging out with a bunch of coke heads is like hanging out with a bunch of scenesters or hipsters or whatever the fuck they're called. But I suppose a lot of 'sters are probably coke heads. Maybe that's what makes them 'sters, I don't know the details on that scene.

Anyway, they're all flying on confidence thinking they're the shit. Always talking about music, fashion, whatever, but never slowing down long enough to have a thoughtful thought. They talk and talk, seemingly trying to out-cool one another all the while trying to inhale their own face. It's not cool, it boring. And the constant sniffling is annoying. Everyone's ego is flying about the room, untouchable. Including my own, because I didn't shove shit up my nose. And that makes me THE SMARTEST PERSON IN THE ROOM.