i'm trippin out...
the marijuana addictions of you all are scaring me... it seemed okay when it was regs only once or twice a week... but now it's everyday with the chronic and the shrooms and GOD knows whatelse. it started off as fun... but when it becomes an addiction and you can't have fun without it... that's when you're in over your head. pot for the past couple years now your cravings are growing... what next? ec? crack? i don't want to see you 5 years from now laying on a street corner begging for spare change so you can get your heroin fix! the coughing isn't appealing and just makes you look THAT much more out of place. aren't the cigarettes bad enough?
i now know that i was on the verge of social smoker and addicted smoker. the absolute LAST thing that I EVER want to do... is to become a smoker. they're gone and NEVER coming back again. i'd rather spend my money on shit then cigarettes or even weed (which i've never paid for in my life... but just saying). i'm done trying to be something that i am not.
it makes me sick when i hear about kids my age that used to be addicted to this drug or that drug. nothing makes me happier than when i think about how sheltered i was growing up. i'm done with the smoking... flirting... goose chasing wanna be ways i have been at since i've been home. i'm going back to jimmy buffett music... stephanie plum novels and golden girls reruns. when mr. right does come along... i'll know because i won't be the one making ALL the effort.
i'm ready to grow up...
no more neverland for me.
i now know that i was on the verge of social smoker and addicted smoker. the absolute LAST thing that I EVER want to do... is to become a smoker. they're gone and NEVER coming back again. i'd rather spend my money on shit then cigarettes or even weed (which i've never paid for in my life... but just saying). i'm done trying to be something that i am not.
it makes me sick when i hear about kids my age that used to be addicted to this drug or that drug. nothing makes me happier than when i think about how sheltered i was growing up. i'm done with the smoking... flirting... goose chasing wanna be ways i have been at since i've been home. i'm going back to jimmy buffett music... stephanie plum novels and golden girls reruns. when mr. right does come along... i'll know because i won't be the one making ALL the effort.
i'm ready to grow up...
no more neverland for me.