weed

May 05, 2008 - 05:24 AM PST

The lighter clicking as i start the fire. Fire hitting the new bowl back.The weed burning and the smoke pouring down my throught. The deep inhail.The next hit is so much better so much stronger than the first. The room becoming a blur of smoke and people. There voices becoming hushed.My mind is racing with thoughts none of which matter. People laughe as i realize im talking outloud. The uncontrolable outbirst of laughter pours throughout the room.Im in such a relaxed state. Nothing bothers me. No one can bring me down. Standing up is the hardest part. I didnt realize how high i was untill i stood up. Walking outside i feel like everyone knows.But it dosnt bother me nothing does. What can be so bad about weed when it makes you feel so good? Whats a few brain cells lost? Its just to much fun to stop!