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Is it really that difficult to not do drugs? To not smoke? Not drink? Not have sex? Is it really something that they're all so dependent on that they can't even stop to think that hey, maybe this is possibly killing me?

I just had a lovely conversation over brunch. They mentioned that Chad was grinding up morning glory seeds, which is apparently a drug. I did not know this. I thought Chad was clean. So I texted him. I said
"Chad, do you still do drugs? :c "
He said
"I don't like the term 'drugs'; there is a lot of negativity attached to that word. I use entheogens."
(In case ya'll missed that, that was a yes.)

Clara wants to drink. So does Mack. Jason just went out drinking last night. Ryan loves sex so much that it's torture if he doesn't get it. Kelly smokes in the bathroom all the time, along with Josselyn. My roommate is hiding weed in her locker right now. And Chad, the wonderful sweet Chad that I thought was just naturally a good person who happened to have so much insight, is not only a drug user, but a drug dealer.
Worst part about it? If I were to cut myself off from everyone who has all these bad habits, I wouldn't have a single friend left. Except maybe Palacio. And Tony. But they're not on the levels to be really great friends. So I'll have nobody to turn to.

I miss you, Nya-chan.