Quote Originally Posted by Plug Drugs View Post
when i got a bunch of money from inheritance recently and did what any drug-lover would do and spent a few weeks getting completely doped out, i had all the opiates i could dream of and it just wasn't enough for me. No matter how much I took, I didn't feel satisfied. I realized that I would overdose before I could ever feel satisfied - and I almost did, I almost fell asleep while driving a few times no matter how much I tried forcing myself to stay awake; I had to slap myself awake a few times just so I didn't crash and kill myself.
But even being at that point where I was nodding out so hard I had to concentrate on the simplest tasks and would fall asleep standing up, I wasn't feeling the amount of pleasure I wanted and I wasn't satisfied...

The moments in life when I am most satisfied are when I take so many drugs that I am scared I might die or never go back to being normal again; only then do I start appreciating things as they are
if you're looking for perfect then you're setting yourself up to fail, such a thing does not exist