Years of man-power, gasoline, and, electricity have gone to arresting pot-smokers. A few weeks ago, police had a helicopter fly around that area (near Washington state), for five days, to get (something like) five plants.

America is the land of the free, yet, I can't live my life as the balanced individual, I used to be, without being thrown down to the dirt, as a low-life. I gave my life to try and be as they want me to be. Then, they cut me off, and, when I go through withdrawals from their "experimental" medication, after a quick "9-1-1" call, and, then immediate hang-up, the cops give me a choice of going to jail or to the psychiatrict clinic.

I am not meant for either of those places. I know that I never should've called "9-1-1". I should've called every person responsible, and, you know what they would've said? "Chris, I don't give a crap," or, something along those lines, but, when the doctors said, "There's nothing more that I can do for you," and, then the cops come to my house, the whole world is telling me that they don't give a crap.

It's funny, though.