10-12-2010, 09:55 AM
I'm glad this all cleared up now. I do not use that much as my friend. I mean, he has done a lot of shit more than me and also his own roommate. I would still talk to him if he has shit together, and doesn't head down the road of Keith Richards; I wasn't refering to the life of a musican; I meant the road of addiction. He seemed all excited when he tried to pressure his own roommate and me to smoke grass while watching a football game. I thought he was some preppy white boy 
. Then again, all three of us had done something before. When I was in the room with them that day, I sort of knew what kind of person he was. He seemed more willing to do drugs, and sort of pressure people into doing them--somewhat I should say.
Its sort of ironic for me, a writer of late 60s/early 70s of drugs and sex and, to be actually living in a world of drugs--though, not exactly in that way.
. Then again, all three of us had done something before. When I was in the room with them that day, I sort of knew what kind of person he was. He seemed more willing to do drugs, and sort of pressure people into doing them--somewhat I should say. Its sort of ironic for me, a writer of late 60s/early 70s of drugs and sex and, to be actually living in a world of drugs--though, not exactly in that way.