I think god wants me to smoke weed.
I’ve been smoking weed since I was 12, whenever I had no money I’d still get like a $20 no matter what, like my friends would get some and give me some, sometimes I’d find it on the street, on the bus, in taxi’s, I even found it in my teachers fucking art room, and I always ended up getting smoked up atleast once a day, so I haven’t seen my dad since I was 4, and I had no idea what he’s like, so my grandma decided to fly me over for 3 months, so I had no weed.. Little did I know my dad smoked like a motherfucker, and gave me like 8 joints a day, smoked bongs & pipes, he even taught me how to make a pipe out of an asthma inhaler, so everyday I smoked there to.. when it was time to leave, my flight got cancelled, so I had to catch 2 flights to get back home (Australia), so this flight was like 27 hours all up or something I can’t remember.. the last flight was the longest, which was 16 hours, guess who sits next to me.. some hipster with a bunch of weed magazines, and a bad full of lunch with some familar smelling brownies.. I said what were they, he got paranoid and I told him to relax and just give me some, and he did.. it was so cash.
Anyway, I’m smoking weed everyday now to, and barely even pay for it..
(via baronvonbutts)
