Escapist tendencies anyone?

Jaime knows how to make things better sometimes. I invited myself over. I was on her couch smoking a cigarette within five minutes of calling.

Snow bongs, cigarettes, beer, more cigarettes, more bongs... We smoked ourselves silly. We snorted some Ritalin. We hallucinated. We had girl talk. She painted my toenails. They are bright peacock green.

Nothing like drugs to take away that "overwhelmed" feeling.

I'm such a child.

*Sarah*