If each drug was a dinner guest what would they all be doing?


Alcohol is vocally morose over his ex, whilst Cocaine insists he just get over it, interjecting his many brilliant business plans.

Weed was halfway through his second plate when he realized how weird it is to chew. Now he’s trying to figure out how to swallow.

Heroin’s been to the bathroom…



If you ever wonder who I look up to, it’s this guy right here.

i love him so much omg