'that guy' opens their mouth, it's like automatically I'm like "fuck, he's talking, god damnit"

 

We ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones who ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, & hurt the ones that love us.

 

I'm staying at a girls place and I have to take a massive shit in her bathroom

 

Ive never been a big fan of the term “broken heart”. Some people think that having someone not return your love would lead to a heart that is broken, but its actually quite the opposite. My heart goes into overdrive when that happens, and there is nothing broken about it. I am full of feelings, and thoughts, and emotions, and it sometimes it feels as though I cant handle all the feelings going through my heart and my soul.

 

I hate packing. I am, you could say, the chronic over-packer. I never know what I should take and what I shouldn`t take, so I end up taking almost every piece of clothing I own. Almost every trip i`ve ever taken, I end up wearing only 60% of the clothes I bring with me. This wouldn`t really be a big problem(like they always say, its better to be over prepared then under), except a few simple rules I forgot about my trip.

 

my principal decided to have a drug sweep of the school..

k9 unit and everything....

20 kids got caught, and i was still high as fuck sitting in homeroom.

this next hits for you, comrades.

 

It's funny how there are stages throughout the evolution of a stoner (well atleast this applies to me and others I've noticed):

Stage 1 (aka The Newb):
-Smokes very little or is just starting out
-No ability to communicate with the outside world (even amongst themselves)
-Ability to get uber stoned off of one hit of weed that is similar to the "Snicklefritz" on Pineapple Express
-Never pays for shit
-Smokes out of pop cans at the local elementary... read more »

 

ok so ive been pretty baked the last few days and i realized something. i talk to myself a lot. its messed up and i'm startin to wonder if its normal. so am i the only one or are any of you the same way?