Everyone knows how I feel about my friend Speed, but I'm just going to reiterate yet again
I like speed.
I like speed to dance with.
I like speed to study with.
I like speed to work with (and the customers like me too)
I like speed to clean with.
I like speed to drink beer with.
I like speed to put on the top of a cone and smoke with.
I like speed to sit at my computer all night with and then watch the sun rise from my balcony through the fog of an autumn morning in Bathurst.
I like speed with pills (and have only ever had a pill once without speed - poor brain)
I like speed.
I LOVE the fact that speed
"elicits verbosity without expostulations of communal love" whoever said that, (sorry can't be assed to go back and look) you're a champ. this could be a whole new topic, but the reason I lean toward speed and away from pills, is the fact that there IS NO FALSE LOVIN'! (but very possible animalistic passion at the end of a bender
) It's really shitting me lately, and I see it between my friends, that absolute FALSE shyte that some of them come out with.. that I KNOW for a fact doesn't echo their true feelings... *grrr*
Saying all that, speed for me isn't really about a physical sensation. I rarely 'feel' myself on speed, or notice it (which often leads to me taking too much and staying awake for too long). I mean I notice it in my speech, and i notice it in the way i dance, but there's no real full on physical feeling... I'm not sure if I'm happy about that or not. I'm not sure if I'm happy that I generally feel quite sober when I'm on speed, or if i want to feel a little bit fucked... maybe that IS why i like it so much - because i can function normally and feel like a real human being rather than a blithering puddle of pill induced fuckedness
heehee.. i don't really dislike pills that much, i'm just getting more and more careful in regards to WHO i do them with, WHERE I do them and how MUCh i have...
and let me tell you... it' just not as nice when your boy isnt't there
Anyway, thats it from me.
Cheers for sticking it out through the enormous babble.
mona.