I remember how life was before all of my close friends went their seperate ways.
I remember the first time I ever smoked green out of a green pipe in my friends back patio.
I remember the first time I ever rolled my own blunt...boy was it ugly but sure did hit good.
I remember the last time I smoked green. (coming up on two years ago)
I remember when my brain felt like it was ripping itself apart from looking at the fireworks on July 4th only a few days after taking too many tabs in one night.
I remember the feeling I had to have finally kissed the girl of my dreams and then a matter of hours later to have that feeling ripped from me.

I could go on for days of some damn good memories and definetly some bad ones.