New years eve.. the year 2000....erm. A good few hours dancing to the likes of PAul Van Dyke and The Chemical Bros and suddenly euphoria turns to paranoia..intense paranoia. It was bad, but all the good times are worth the odd time like this..honest. You have to take the bad with the good...as pills will never be as pure as they used to be.
X amounts of repect!
X amounts of repect!