....after smoking up? Up until yesterday...I had been extremely depressed.....I really don't even know why...anyway my parents left for a few days on Saturday...so I decided I was gonna just get completly blazed for the weekend. On Saturday I smoked..but I had stuff to do that night...so it was kinda killed...but Sunday I had nothing to do and was planning to be alone all day....so at like 4:00 pm that afternoon I made an apple pipe and just sat out on my back deck and smoked until I was out-of-my-mind blazed. After that I went up to my room, put on a CD, got into my bed and closed my eyes. I was fine at first...the music wasn't particularly depressing, and I was too infatuated with the inside of my eyelids to be affected by it anyhow....but that got boring, so I decided I was gonna think about stuff.... And for the next five or ten minutes that's what I did, I thought about stuff....there was no emotion, I was just completly lost in the my thoughts....I wasn't in my house anymore...not even my room, I was inside my brain....I didn't even realize I was still listening to music until something in one of the songs that was playing broke my little trance...the song was "Bad Day" by R.E.M. and at that point, it was the saddest song I had ever heard in my life...and I entirely broke down. Seriously, I cryed like a child cries...and I cried about everything. I cried about my relationship with my parents, I cried about my childhood, I cried about getting old....and you know, even though I was alone in my house, crying in my bedroom, I felt so good at that moment...so I just continued to cry....I cried about Jimi Hendrix (and I am not even that much of a fan), I cried about bands breaking up, I cried about Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey breaking up, I cried about WWII, and when the song changed from R.E.M. to Dem Franchise Boys, I balled like a motherfucker. I cried until I fell asleep, and today when I woke up...I realized I feel better than I have in a long time. Though I still have no idea why I was so depressed before....it's gone and who cares now?
DirkZooDiggler Reviewed by DirkZooDiggler on . When was the last time you were truly moved... ....after smoking up? Up until yesterday...I had been extremely depressed.....I really don't even know why...anyway my parents left for a few days on Saturday...so I decided I was gonna just get completly blazed for the weekend. On Saturday I smoked..but I had stuff to do that night...so it was kinda killed...but Sunday I had nothing to do and was planning to be alone all day....so at like 4:00 pm that afternoon I made an apple pipe and just sat out on my back deck and smoked until I was Rating: 5