Cocaine, I love you so much! Coke - can I call you that? - you're always there for me. You've always been there for me. You always will be there for me. Except when my dealer's in jail. Or he's fresh out of blow.
But cocaine, what matters is the memories we have together. Unless we don't build more memories. Then I'll start going through withdrawals. Best friend withdrawals...
Let's have a pillow fight tonight, cocaine! Don't know how pillow fights work, because you're a drug and not a human? I'll tell you how. I buy an 8 ball of you, smash you up with a razor blade, and just start fuckin railing lines over and over. Whenever I start coming down, I rail another line! Then I feel bad again. Then I snort a line and feel great. Best friends forever!
Coke. Snow. Blow. White stuff. Ye. Booger sugar. Nose candy. No matter what nickname you go by, I'll always call you..my best friend.
You've gotten me through some tough times. You've also gotten me through some fuckin' awesome times. I mean fuck remember that time I snorted you off of a naked stripper's butthole?
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