You know the feeling.
The unbeatable feeling.
The initial rush, the euphoria, the pounding heart.
You bite down on your tongue hard and lean back in your chair clenching your fists.
You're a god.
You're the greatest person who had ever lived, everyone loves you - worships you.
Nothing can stop you, you're fucking indestructible.
The hairs on top of your head stand up and tingle your entire scalp.
A warm vibration runs through your entire body.
All of your energy and focus is at your disposal, unlimited energy and focus. You can do anything.
Your head has never been so clear.
Your mind never so sharp.
You're the king of the fucking world.
You can do anything with little effort.
You can read a Stephen king book in one sitting.
You can clean a 4,000 square foot house in one day.
You can absorb weeks of knowledge in one night.
Nothing can stop you.
You grind your jaw and smile harder than you can.
You talk to everyone as fast as an auctioneer.
You bite your lip and nails until they bleed.
You know exactly what to say and when to say it all of the time.
Everyone loves and respects you.
Because you're the king of the fucking world.
You can last hours in bed, please any girl you wish and fulfill her wildest dreams.
You're the king of the fucking world.
You can ace a test in 30 minutes with not much as a pause to think.
You're the king of the fucking world.
Everyone who has known you, does know you, and will know you will always know that you're the greatest - the best - the king of the fucking world.
When was the last time you slept, or ate? You don't know. But it doesn't matter; not in the slightest.
Because you feel great.
You're the king of the world.
As long as you keep shooting that fine, white powder up your nasal cavity... you'll be the king of the world.
But wait, where'd it go?
There's only an empty bag.
Did I use it all?
The focus and energy drains.
The euphoria fades.
The confidence falls.
You're coming down.
You're a loser.
You're nothing.
You just want to die.
You feel your stomach rumble and make your way to the fridge.
It's full of rotten food.
Food you bought a week ago and still haven't touched.
The fridge, you realize, wasn't even on.
You remember you haven't had power for days.
When you stopped paying, you stopped getting power.
Maybe I should go to work you think.
You go upstairs to take a shower.
What is that?
You look at your night stand next to your bed.
There's still one last line you forgot about.
0.2? 0.25 maybe?
It's much more than you're used to.
Maybe 0.8? 1? No, not this much.
Fuck it.
You roll up a dollar bill.
You put it to your nose.
You lean in.
You hover the other end of the rolled up bill just above the start of the line.
Here we go.
You inhale sharp and long through your nose.
You drag the end of the bill across the line, sucking up every last bit of it.
You feel it kick in.
The rush.
The energy.
The euphoria.
You lay back and close your eyes, smiling to yourself.
I'm the king of the fucking world.
Only this time, you never wake up.
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