Drug-Talk.

Aaliya, you have to try weed. It opens your mind to so many ideas. It's so liberating... Everything starts making sense, man! I'm telling you, it's just brilliant. You feel so alive and so.. Charged up. It's just so relaxing.. And oh man, the stuff I pen out.. It's just insanity... I've never written so well. I've never thought such deep thoughts. I've never had such amazing ideas and conversations. I've never been this good. I've never felt this alive..

Donkey balls.

What it does to to you is make you feel like something you are not. What? That's a good thing? When is feeling so pathetically low about yourself that you'd do anything to be something you are not, EVER a good thing?! You're not comfortable in your own skin. The drugs help you feel at ease about yourself because of the excessive dopamine released when you reach that "high". It turns you into something grotesque and unnatural. I'd love to go into the science of it but I don't want to hurt your brain. Or what's left of it.

Don't give me that half-baked, diluted crap about the whole "medical-marijuana" or "is being medically prescribed to people" thing or I swear I'll rip your lungs out with my bare hands. Firstly you should know WHY marijuana or any other drug out there is prescribed by doctors in the first place and is considered highly beneficial. It's for people who are in chronic pain or have no appetite or have satiable medical issues. Not for some douchebag who wants to ''feel alive''. I'm sorry but you make yourself sound like a eating a banana would drive you into a wild, frenzied bout of ecstasy. 

And, honey please. Don't give me that "gets my creative juices pumping" thing. I highly doubt Harry Potter was written in a room dense with weed-smoke. Go eat a wild salmon. Omega-3 gets your brain pumping. And a good novel too. All weed does is bless you with an appetite of a starved polar bear. 

Those amazing ideas and concepts that you're coughing out sum up to just about any drunken talk and drug-induced jabber. Talking about how the universe is made up of vibrating strings of energy is NOT a new and blatantly genius topic that you and your ''buds'' spun out last night while passing a joint. I'm pretty sure that chocolate would have the same effect on you, on anyone, actually.

I will type this once, and once ONLY. 

THIS SHIT DOES NOT MAKE YOU POPULAR. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD GET IT INTO YOUR THICK SKULL THAT BEING KNOWN AS A "STONER" DOES NOT ELEVATE YOUR LEVEL OF AWESOMENESS.  It makes you look like a bum with no life.

Relaxes and rejuvenates you? Go take a bath. Eat something. Sleep. THAT, dear idiot, revives the human body. How does an erratic heartbeat relax anyone? 

The pleasure of a kiss, a bowl of favorite ice cream, and a compliment all result in a significant rise in dopamine levels in the normal person's brain. Drugs also boost dopamine levels, yes. But with consequences.

You should, however, know that yes, I do want to give it a whirl. Just because I want to see what the fuss is all about. But ultimately I don't want to even know what the stuff smells like. Because (Cheesy movie moment) I love the real me. The pain in the ass, too ''slow'' in the head, sparingly creative, lil'old me. 

I know that sometime life is being too much of a bitch and is laying out her own set of ugly rules. And I know that it sooner or later becomes too much of a burden. All you really want is to walk away and escape into something else or into some other world. Believe me, I know. But you know what I do when I need to feel alive? I turn up the volume on my iPod and I dance like no one's looking. It's way better than any drug, I'm sure. 

God's honest truth.