Hey, Drugmate

Hurry up. I've got a bag full of cactus powder I'm dying to roll into balls and a smaller baggie of cocaine from a sex house that I tasted on my gums and under my tongue the other night and it was horrible! And all it did was make my mouth numb. I could have tattooed you onto my frenulum with that numb. I've been sitting on this book for two years because I can't get past pg 13 because it makes me want to try LSD so bad. But I won't, I won't because I'm waiting for you. I'm waiting for you to swipe my D card with.

I want to swallow cactus balls with you in the desert. I want to put acid in each others' anuses and live in a missile for a while like this chick and her drugmate did. I want us to snort cocaine out of both ends of a hundred dollar bill. I want us to share the same heroine needle. I want to inhale your exhaled puff of meth smoke. I want to use a pill cutter to cut all our percocets in half. I want to pick mushrooms in the forest with you and take them home and look them up on google to see if they're poisonous or not. I want to move into really shady territory like experimentation w bear tranquilizers and be validated by your wanting to do that too.

I want you to be my sitter and vise versa.