toskarin:

one time I dated a rich girl who went really hard on ketamine with her parents’ money, to the point where her dealer and I would swap notes to make sure she was alive when she disappeared for months at a time

it ended up with us breaking up, which was also the point I realised I couldn’t feel comfortable dating rich people, but I was friends with her dealer for a while after just because we bonded in the time we were both worried about this girl together. it’s like one of those stories where you stay friends with your ex’s dad, but more morally ambiguous