This is true, at 15 my best friend got a sheet of blotter, we fried our brains all summer, and he never came back. I couldn't even stand being around him, just blabbing weird non-sense, he spent 3 years in a facility for those not of their right mind, killed himself at 18. He was class president, smart as a whip, his grandad was a judge, dad a lawyer. I still think of him.