maybe get a lock on your door with a key?
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maybe get a lock on your door with a key?
cheer up! :) bongs go, weed gets smoked, but your still alive to get a new bong and smoke more weed. you are not so bad off. weed is expensive where i live! now thats scary.
treat yourself to a nice new tube and a fat sack. :thumbsup:
Im sorry that shit happened, hun... trust me I know how that fucked up shit goes.. you dont even want to know some of the things Ive thought when angry about that kind of shit. I dont know how I have been able to stay composed and keep swallowing all the shit I have been, but I somehow have managed. Probably because my favorite word is "fuggit." It helps alot.
haha i've went through the same stuff with my grandfather, I was living in his attic for awhile when I left the parents home, he found my stuff a couple times, I got really pissed about him invading my privacy and stuff, but when it came down to it, all he cares about is me and what I'm gonna do with my life. He didn't kick me out or anything, just told me to do it away from his house, because he's too old to get arrested for something that his grandson is doing illegally. Don't move out the real world is allot more scary than you think, and your grandma just cares about you, you should go apologize to her for bringing it into her house and start over, trust me if she didn't kick you out she still cares for you allot and you should appreciate her while shes still around, don't take it for granted.
I dont think that losing your bong is the end of the world. It sounds to me like there may be other issues in your life causing you to feel this way. Just set back. Smoke a joint. And refuse to let yourself get down in the dumps.
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Originally Posted by Kenji1121
iv been in the real world... more then you will ever know...
and thanks everyone for being so nice:thumbsup:
i am a tad depressed but my birthday is rolling around and for some reason around all holidays i get depressed. I am on meds, i take them but i dont like to, they make me feel ugh no emotions not even happiness. That is why i smoke, i seem to turn into this person that loves everything and appreciates the colors of the world. And i dont even get angry. I seem to have a short fuse, im not sure what triggered it, i wasn't always like this, but maybe years of physical abuse could of had something to do with it, or maybe years of drug abuse also. Who knows all i know is that im doing my best to be me. And an update on gma i wrote her a letter explaining that i understand were shes coming from. I also gave her my background on my smoking like how long, who i smoked with (mom). And i also asked her to accept me for who i am, and know in her heart that i am to determined in life to have weed get the best of me. I gave her a hug and kissed her on the cheek...