I'm Not Addicted To Drugs, I'm Addicted

If We're All Going To Hell In A Handbasket, We Might As Well Make It A Party On The Way Down

I'm Not Addicted To Drugs, I'm Addicted To Glamour.

People Die All Around Us All The Time. Drop Like Flies. Overdose. Aids. Sometimes They Kill Themselves. People Come. They Go. Dying Is The Same As Rehab Or Moving Back To Missouri. It Just Means I Won't Be Seeing Them Again

We Are All Freaks. Yes! Alone In Our Rooms At Night, We Are All Weirdoes And Outcasts And Losers. That Is What Being A Teenager Is All About! Whether You Admit It Or Not, You Are All Worried That The Others Won’t Accept You, That If They Knew The Real You, They Would Recoil In Horror. Each Of Us Carries With Us A Secret Shame That We Think Is Somehow Unique…and If We Are, Each Of Us, Freaks – Then Can’t We Accept What’s Different In Each Other And Move On?

Drug Addicts Are So Funny That Way. Just Spinning Around, Lost In Their Own Little World. Doing So Much, Accomplishing So Little. How Sad.