I have bad luck. I can't smoke weed, I just can't. Everytime I do it I get paranoid as hell, and just lock myself up in my head and keep completely wordless. Just sitting in the corner and staring at the others having fun. And when I sober up, the following week or so I always feel depressed and anxious.
So my drug of choice is just a couple of beers here and there.
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