Seeing ghosts?

That's kind of the look I used to get when I was really tweaking. Maybe that should have been a warning sign? You know, when people are talking around you and you look like that^ staring out a window, and people have to wave their hands in front of your face and ask if you'd just seen a ghost. I didn't care, though, at the time. I just wanted to get F.U.C.K.E.D..U.P. and forget the world. Jesus effing Christ, in hindsight I should have ran really far away from this shit. But, I was in high school, I already knew everything, right? What's the worst that could have happened? Who cares if I've lost a little weight (going from 120 to about 99)? So what my friends don't approve, what do they know? Well I'll tell you what, if I could have foreseen this, I'd be in a better place.
But then again, who wouldn't choose happiness and mental stability over not being able to function properly?? I'd be doubtful of anyone who says they'd rather be foaming at the mouth talking to themselves under a bridge smelling like shit and eating frogs. Or, you know, even something not as extreme as that.