A friend of mine told me of a time a few years back when he ate 48 Comtrex. He said it felt like the high of his life for a real short while, and then for the next 48 hours he wanted someone to help him. He sat next to the toilet hugging it. He was wishing someone would come in and bash his skull with a sledge hammer.

While this story has little to do with me and my little world, other teenagers are trying similar things now. ABC news just recently wrote an article about Coricidin.

Generally speaking from self experience I believe that the more our immediate environment is fucked up the more likely we are to try to self destruct. Navy submarine = bad environment (for example).

As far as the war on drugs go, there is another plant at the edge of imagination. Did you know that people can visit their local Home Depot and by the cacti necissary to make mescaline?

If our bogus leaders would quit preaching war then perhaps we would have no need to destroy ourselves. Vote Bush!