look, bitch, you knew I was a snake…

blinded me with sciencegreat drugs and art are both means to which one is able to confront one’s self, to explore one’s limits and indulge one’s self with one’s self. all too often it seems both succumb to guileful social pressures so that a growth opportunity becomes nothing more than a fucked out and over-indulged cancer, a completely disingenuous aesthetic. as oxymoronic as commercial art, the recreation of drugs demeans the empyrean so as to continue socialized dissociation and foment anomie.

drugs are a bet w/ your mind.

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