drugs

My biggest problem is that my flight is to depart from Denpasar International Airport in Indonesia, where the penalty for drug trafficking is death by firing squad.

I have two moods when I get drunk. The common mood is the lazy, happy-go-lucky guy. The uncommon mood is the frustrated, self-deprecating guy. That night was the latter.

Natural art is the most amazing form of art there is.

I was far too nervous to be concerned about contributing to the conversations.

You'll be making so much cash that you won't know what to waste it on.

My old ways were much more appealing than my new ways.

Staying out all night and sleeping most of the day is quite a drain on the wallet.

I don't make people smoke pot or meth, snort coke, put pills or tabs in their mouths or shoot themselves up with heroin. I just transport the stuff.

I guess my biggest problem is that I find it easier to relapse than to carry through.

Reassuring thoughts have a funny way of getting stuck on repeat. Then you wake up one day and you can't remember where you put the last thirty years of your life.

I figured, what harm could come from a little bit of fun? Crabs. The Canadian girl gave me crabs.

Can't get myself down by thinking about what could have been, right?

Besides, if it was the wrong choice, what difference was one more bad decision going to make?

Don't just hope, dear. Plan and do. Only reserve hope for the things you cannot control.

I figured that maybe he was only hanging around for the tea and tobacco and when one ran out, so would he.

Our bags will be light because it's the best way to travel.

Living the rest of my life in Kerobokan, waiting to die, was what I had in front of me.

I'd gotten on the piss and it had kicked me the fuck off. Hard.