No body touch me... (deep sleep) No one really loves me (wake up) I don't want to be here... (deep sleep) Rest to keep my mind clear... (wake up)
horror business Reviewed by horror business on . Laced Weed..... Alright it was October Freshmen year when i sold my paintball gun to a friend for $20 and a dime. He gives me the dime at school and tells me it's good shit. After detention i see one of my stoner comrads who was a Junior at the time and ask if he has any papers. He said no but mentioned another friend who has some. We walk over to his house and my friend steals the papers on top of the fridge and rolls it up. All three of us go upstairs. Now this was the first time i smoked at my friends house Rating: 5