1. 11 months ago 

   Hmm..

   Had a conversation with a guy high on cocaine. He sounded like my roommate drunk. Except his pupils were the size of a dime. Writing about drugs is one thing, but seeing it in action is way more fierce. I thought partying like a rock star was cool. But man, that guy was fucked. I think I’ll stick to confiding in my ex-alcoholic priest.

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r-evolve: revolutionizing writing. short stories. a taste of my muse.

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freelance writer and student at the university of western ontario.

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