I dye my jeans jet black once a week, but they never seem dark enough. I bleach my hair bright white twice a month, but it never seems light enough. Furthermore, I drink two and a half bottles of champagne every night, but I never seem drunk enough. And I know I’m not high enough until someone grabs my face to check my vision to see if I’m still responsive— And even then, I’m thinking to myself that I should probably do one more line, you know, just to be safe.

I Can't Feel My Face