The Adventures of Little Johnnie

My name is Johnny, and I'm a meth addict. I know what you're thinking: "Oh no, not another one of those stories." But before you click away, let me tell you that my story is a little different. You see, when I'm high on meth, the world looks a little different to me. The colors are brighter, the sounds are sharper, and everything just seems more interesting. To me, meth is like a ticket to an alternate reality where anything is possible, or lies are exposed! I call it the truth-slaying serum. I know that meth is bad for me. I know that it's destroying my body and wrecking my life. But I just can't seem to stop. It's like it has a hold on me that I can't break free from. Every time I try to quit, I end up right back where I started. It's like I'm stuck in this never-ending cycle and the only way I can break free is by finally exposing the truth of what’s really going on. But even though meth is ruining my life, I can't help but see the beauty in it. When I'm high, I feel like I can do anything. It's almost as if I was born to do this; my density is the freedom I have to see things that you can't. The world is my oyster and nothing can stop me. I know it’s more than just an illusion, but it's one that I'm happy to be stuck in.