it's all mental...
KoRnStaR Reviewed by KoRnStaR on . Marijuana + Me = Bad. When I first started smoking I was one paranoid mother fucker. I always thought I was going to die. My heart racing, thoughts going through my mind at a million miles per hours. "My heart is going to explode. I'm going to die." That's all. I just don't get it. I smoked non-stop for a week a while ago and had no ill affects. I wasn't scared. I felt great. I was thirsty, though. Now I just can't have an experience like that again. I've had a few different bags from different dealers Rating: 5