Music & drugs, probably the most dangerous mix of all life's pleasures.
I been a musician since I was 14, got a guitar for Christmas and never looked back. I started smoking weed at about the same time. Again, I never looked back lol. I sampled, and pitter pattered in other various "substances" as well (to tell the truth of it).
When I am not indulging in illegal things, I can play music at a certain level, (7 out of 10 lets say). Its good, has feeling, and passable. When I do indulge however, its like turning on a switch. All of a sudden, your creative and appreciative values seem to be turbocharged.
I can feel music in a deeper and more personal way. When I play it, Its like I am putting sound to the feeling I am feeling and it results into better music.
Have a look at a lot of famous bands and musicians throughout history. Including alcohol (yes alcohol is a drug), you will find that behind many of the top bands, you will find that drugs is present in the equation somewhere with at least 1 or more band members. Have you ever listened to Pink Floyd on acid? Depending on who you are, I would either totally recommend it or totally NOT recommend.
Here's to music & drugs, the cause and solution to all my problems.
I been on meds for years and will probably be for the rest of my life. Depression runs in my family along with other ailments. When I was a child, I was hyper active with severe A.D.D. Though I was never diagnosed, my family believes I had a case of autism (or possibly aspergers). Elements of that is still present in me to this day.
In some ways, I am the biggest loser here on this site. The only thing that separates me is that I will admit to it. I would rather people know me for what I really am instead of weaving a web of lies that I would just end up getting caught in. I believe its better to have 1 friend who knows me for what I am instead of 10 friends who thinks I am someone else.
I been dealing with depression for years, and I never been able to keep down a job thus I haven't worked in some time. Believe me, people RUN when I tell them that.
I have give up on finding someone. I come here mostly for the social aspect but with no intentions.
Before any blonde's out there gets mad with me, I am blonde also so no worries.
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Three women are about to be executed for crimes. One's a brunette, one's a redhead, and one's a blonde. Two guards brings the brunette forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests.She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready . . . Aim . . ." Suddenly the brunette yells, "earthquake!!" Everyone is startled and looks around. She manages to escape. The angry guards then bring the redhead forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready . . . Aim . . ." The redhead then screams, "tornado!!" Yet again, everyone is startled and looks around. She too escapes execution. By this point, the blonde had figured out what the others did. The guards bring her forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She also says no, and the executioner shouts, Ready . . . Aim . . ." The blonde shouts, "fire!!"
One day this cop pulls over a blonde for speeding. The cop gets out of his car and asks the blonde for her license.
''You cops should get it together" she said, "One day you take away my license and the next day you ask me to show it.''
A girl came skipping home From school one day. "Mommy, Mommy," she yelled, "we were counting today, and all the other kids could only count to four, but I counted to 10. See? 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6,7, 8, 9, 10!"
"Very good," said her mother.
"Is it because I'm blonde, Mommy?"
"Yes, Honey, it's because you're blonde."
The next day the girl came skipping home FROM school. "Mommy, Mommy," She yelled, "we were saying the alphabet today, and all the other kids could only say it to D, but I said it to G. See? A,b, c, d, e, f, g!"
"Very good," said her mother.
"Is it because I'm blonde, Mommy?"
"Yes, Honey, it's because you're blonde."
The next day the girl came skipping home FROM school. "Mommy, Mommy," she yelled, "we were in gym class today, and when we showered, all the other girls had flat chests, but I have these!" And she lifted her tank top to reveal a pair of 36Cs.
There have been lots of threads by people stating what they want in a partner. We all have our expectations and our wants in a person but the question is, what do we have to offer in return?
Its pointless for someone like me to state X number of demands because quite frankly, the only thing I can offer is love and affection. I can't offer money, big houses, big careers, and so on.
I woke from a great dream, best Christmas I ever had lol. Woke up to two yapping puppies and a mess on the floor (naturally). Tried to go back to sleep but it wasn't happening so I am just here in the bed, frozen, wishing I could go back to sleep for a hour or two.
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