Is the Hole You Dig Deep Enough at All?

I like people who smoke, drink and curse.  I like coffee addicts and pill-takers.  I like those who can't fit in and gave up trying.  These people wear their vices on their sleeves; what you see is truly what you get.  There is never any disillusionment when you encounter the "real them".  I like the rejects of society; the strange groups of people who roll their own cigarettes, brew their own drinks, write their own songs and learn from their own mistakes.