My mom died from a heroin overdose. It’s incredible how against drugs I am. I won’t touch them. It gives me stomachaches thinking about them. I’ve seen people do coke and I grew up knowing my mother was always on something. It sucks. Losing someone because of stupid shit like that. Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t see the point in risking your whole life for a few hours, a few fucking minutes even, of feeling nothing.