i walked back to the room were my friend sherrie had been she had one of her friends back there with her and he was smoking a joint he asked me if i had ever smoked before i said no. well he said do you want some .
i didnt know what to do all the things my parents,cops, and teachers had told raced throgh my head i also thoght of all the things my friends had said that it was incredible so i grabbed it and took a huff i loved it . i loved its taste i loved the smoke i loved the way it came out i huffed some more until he snached it from my hands he said lets go get one of my other friend we all said hell yeah all the way down there we smoked that shit long when my friend got in the called i higher then space i was falling over in my sit i was laughing for no reason when we got out slipknot was play on the radio i started banging my head jumping up and down i was having a blast when we went back in side my dad didn’t notice that i was grabbing every thing eatable in site the nexted day my made plans to come back the nexted week
just another pot head inthe making i see. All well.
looks like it… least your having fun and not trying to kill yourself…….
That doesnt help really does it..?
pot, alcohol… my only escapes from reality. It’s a vicious cycle though.. I do it to leave the troubles behind.. but it always gets me in trouble.
It does help to hav fun and not try to kill yourself… u can kill urself by takin hard drugs, but all weed does is get you high and let you go to that wonderful world where there is no pain….
weed’s better than anything out there… better than alcohol, or any other drugs… so why not do it? sure, the world hates it, and you can get in big shit if ur caught, but.. in the end, would u rather smoke cigarettes and hurt your body, or smoke some pot and help both ur body and mind?