I remember when I swore that I would never smoke weed. (haha)
I remember the first time I smoked a blunt and how CRAZY stoned I was.
I remember when I didn't have a permanent burn on my chest from a metal pipe...
I remember when I told my mom I smoked weed... She didn't care too much.
I remember when I thought weed was evil, and now I know it's the opposite.