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Apr 04, 04
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Ok, I'm going to try and explain this to the best of my ability
Have you ever been so wacked up on goofballs, and you by chance happen to take a walk to the gas station (or wherever) with some friends. And you all are just totally wacked and talking about wierd things and doing whatever else. Don't you see it from a different view sometimes? I mean when your sober and you go walk downtown and you see all those crackheads etc., walking all strange and being all wierd all over the place. Don't you feel like a sober person is walking on the other side of the road and thinking the exact same thing you think when you see those crazy mofo's downtown? Is anyone following me here...and then you start to think...well really there not that bad...there just high, I understand why there acting like that and doing those things now. I mean of course anyone understands...but this time you really UNDERSTAND. And really for that brief moment in time your no better than they are. Doesn't it make you feel like scum? But then it goes away and its all happy go lucky...but I couldn't imagine feeling like that everyday all day long...ripped and wandering around thinking of all this wierd shiza and thinking that it's just ok to walk up to someone and start a full blown conversation with them...like who the hell does that... On another note...one of the coolest feelings in the world is when your walking around just completely wacked and for some reason you suddenly come to and you look around and for about 5 seconds your like whoaaaaaaaaaa and then back to being tarded out.. Anyways, I just felt like blabbing, I'm not sure if anyone understood what I was just saying there. But I do, and maybe if you don't one day you will. I'm not even sure if I put this in the right section... 
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Creepy enough I know what you're talking about... doing Security while Funk Me was actually going on. Wow... from partier to the guy searching them... it was strange.
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bahaha. i know EXACTLY what you mean. the best part is i usually step back and say to my friend "you know what.. we're THOSE KIDS standing in front of seven eleven drunk" or something like that "i'm the people i make fun of!" and just laugh at myself..
it's fun times, still. but i hear yah.
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Apr 05, 04
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Yeah, I know exactly what you guys are saying. In fact, i had this feeling just yesterday on the bus.
Amanda and I had drank some beers and we were going to meet up with some friends before going to our Raver Vs. Hick bush party. So we're being all loud and drunk on the 99 B-Line. Then i stop and just think to myself "Wow, right now i'm those guys that all my friends and I make fun of. The drunken idiots on the bus." It's a sobering moment for a bit, but then you forget what you were thinking and continue on anyway.
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Apr 05, 04
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sounds purely cracked man, the drugs bend the mind
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Apr 05, 04
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I totally understand.. I feel sick when I'm jibtechin around cos I know if I didn't have the money to keep up appearances I'd be exactly the same as the hobos you try and avoid on the bus.
Begs the question [Should life be dignified by wealth?]
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