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Oct 2015
There is no high like that of the epiphany. The only reason drugs and alcohol were ever decent was because they seemed to spark these glorious moments of clarity and realization, and even if it was only the illusion of a life changing thought, at least it was experienced. Hell sometimes they were even valid. But just like every other high, there was a come down. And the most terrible come down of all was knowing that whatever life altering wisdom you came to know, whatever deeper look into the human condition you now seemed to understand, the next morning you would wake up and everybody was just as much of a ******* as they were the day before and nothing changed and the high wore off and it was just another ******* let down.
Jesse Madison
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Jesse Madison  Orange County CA
(Orange County CA)   
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