it's one of those things where one bowl leads to another and at the end of the night all the sparks from the lighter look like nothing but an orange blur, and the music you're listening to is the best you've ever heard in your life.... the words of the song you've listened to a thousand times prior just make so much sense this time. "no i havent given up on me" ((walking is still honest, against me!))
you can have the most intense conversation about the grass (on the ground, not what you're smoking) and thinkt hat just for a few minutes... in your smoke filled car that the world is really a not such a bad place to live. well it does suck, most of the time, but when you're high you just don't care to think about the bills you havent payed, or the paper you've yet to write.

so i'm alone... smokin ... and i tell you smokin alone is okay some of the time, but all of the time it gets old. i need someone to pass this to.
anyone care to join?

Katykaty
stickybadfish Reviewed by stickybadfish on . bliss it's one of those things where one bowl leads to another and at the end of the night all the sparks from the lighter look like nothing but an orange blur, and the music you're listening to is the best you've ever heard in your life.... the words of the song you've listened to a thousand times prior just make so much sense this time. "no i havent given up on me" ((walking is still honest, against me!)) you can have the most intense conversation about the grass (on the ground, not what you're Rating: 5