I was a big time partier and self acclaimed etard. But after a while the depression outweighed the euphoria of the roll. Of course rolls led to other stimulants to party for multiple nights in a row and good ol heroin became my comedown drug of choice. I could roll for days straight and finally sleep soundly for a good 15 hours and wake up refreshed. Next thing you know I was mixing them because the combined euphoria was the pinnacle of human pleasure (Maxed out serotonin and dopamine) but eventually I became dependant on dope and no longer even had the money to smoke weed let alone roll ( this coming from someone who smokes a quarter ounce a day to himself) but for some reason I couldn't stop. It was a painful road that I still frequent. I still use dope because where i live that's all that's available now. It's a shame. I miss lining up some shards and blowing up my friends phone to tell him how much I loved him
I love yoh guys
that's all from this retired etard

(fuck alcohol!) I used to be a certified D.A.R.E kid so this is one hell of a flip flop for me - but a necessary one. Now I recognize the need for both privacy and freedom of choice. I should be allowed to take whatever the fuck I want and as long as the harms end with me everybody else including Uncle Sam should shove it.