Oh how happy I was to find out that my favorit drug, marijuana wasn't addictive. That always meant I could smoke as much as I wanted to. Anyone that told me I was doing wrong was just someone trying to get in the way of my party, and the only reason weed is illegal is because the government doesn't know how to tax something anyone could grow as easy as marigolds.
Today I write you from what feels like a nervous breakdown.
I have smoked an ounce of weed a week for 7 years. And now
that I *must* do without I see that addiction comes in many
forms. I am ready to smash my face into a wall just to knock
myself out. It's almost 9am and I havn't slept yet even though
I have laid down 3 times. I even drank yagermiester hoping
it would ease my nerves, but it's not the same.
Why must I always be the fool that doesn't listen or understand until it's too late!?!