Irvine Welsh. Porn (№ 104536)

But even when I sanjiazi for most pancraci, I still realize the bitter truth. Coke bored me, it bored us all. We jaded assholes pounded in places that hate, in a city that we hate, pretending that we are the center of the universe, disfiguring themselves shitty drugs to get rid of the feeling that real life happens somewhere in another place; we are well aware that all we are doing is just feeding our clinical paranoia eternal and everlasting disappointment, yet we don't have enough fuse to stop. And I even know why. Because, sadly, there is nothing around interesting, for what it's worth to stay.