contrary to what the title may (or, then again.. probably won't) lead you to believe, i am, in fact, not a cokane addict. i don't even know how to spell it. i just really like the dillinger song..
the first (only) time i did it, i had a grand time drawing funny faces in a notebook and telling my roommate how much i loved her ("but, seriously dude, you are like, my best friend, ever. i'm glad we decided to do this... i'm having so much fun sitting around a coffee table doing line after line off of a plastic-framed full-length mirror that belongs in jj's bedroom"). and then i proceeded to come down, and stay uncomfortably awake all night instead of sleep. that was that. not very exciting.
why am i writing about this?
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