weed.
hmm yeah here are my thoughts:
i love the feeling of being high. its great. i loved when at the begging of this year i would have a really bad week and know i could just get retarded the next weekend with my friends. god, and i had so many friends...just so many people like "ley, we need to smoke this weekend". and i loved it.
in reality, weed's just an escape. being high was the best feeling...but when i wasnt high i was just fucking depressed and all this gay shit. and its not worth it.
but who knows if ide be able to handle it if it was right in front of me.
all i know is that alot of things changed my mind i guess. i realized that it was really pathetic how weed was the only thing that made me happy. i did it for swimming and also for my boyfriend who i love so much. the thing that gets me the most is the thought that i have to be some kind of role model for my sisters, even if they never in their whole lives realize that i love them as much as i do.
ok thanks bye.
i love the feeling of being high. its great. i loved when at the begging of this year i would have a really bad week and know i could just get retarded the next weekend with my friends. god, and i had so many friends...just so many people like "ley, we need to smoke this weekend". and i loved it.
in reality, weed's just an escape. being high was the best feeling...but when i wasnt high i was just fucking depressed and all this gay shit. and its not worth it.
but who knows if ide be able to handle it if it was right in front of me.
all i know is that alot of things changed my mind i guess. i realized that it was really pathetic how weed was the only thing that made me happy. i did it for swimming and also for my boyfriend who i love so much. the thing that gets me the most is the thought that i have to be some kind of role model for my sisters, even if they never in their whole lives realize that i love them as much as i do.
ok thanks bye.