stoner parents
crashed into a car today and after i called the cops i called my parents and when i got home my mom said she hid my bong and weed incase the cop followed me home
people
i hate humanity as a whole. but i can find something to love about every individual.
i hate when
your smoking alone and take a big hit and need a moment to recuperate but the bowl is cherried
Perception
You can't really appreciate life until you've experienced it in more than one state of mind.
i hope that…
my lungs dont look the same as the inside of my bongs.