I woke up shaky and sweaty, in need for some pills. After going to the bathroom and taking a cold shower I opened the cabinet, took the cap off the small bottle that was now in my hand and poured 5 colorful pills in my mouth. Feeling relieved and better while swallowing them, I didn't feel happy, but for me it was enough; in a couple of minutes I will be tripping. I started to loose the sense of time and I just relaxed. I won't stop taking those pills, even if sometimes I get a bad trip because it will soon be over and I will feel lonely again. I started seeing things as how they really are, every inch of me shivering at the thoughts I was having. All the hate people give each other, the corruption, the destruction, the murders... I still don't get why can't everyone cooperate with each other and love or at least get along with everybody, doesn't matter if you're black or white, if you're an atheist or religious, if you like girls or boys... Why can't nobody live in peace and accept each others differences. I then opened a small box from the desk in my room and took the joint it had inside, I lit it and took a toke of the Cannabis that was already half consumed, making me feel glad but still not happy. I then collapsed in my bed and started humming, I didn't know which song it was or when did I hear it, I started singing every second louder than the previous till I ended up screaming, when I finished letting my frustration out I smiled, and fell into a deep sleep.

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