beautiful post.
Chucky76 Reviewed by Chucky76 on . A Magical High Just minutes ago, I was alone with my favorite pipe and a lighter in my back yard. I had smoked a bowl earlier, but I knew this one was going to be better, I packed it with love and care. I was kind of glad I didn't have to share. WHAT A HIGH WAS IN STORE :dance: ... Leaving my back door, the only thing on my mind was my weed:rasta: , and not being seen by my family or nosy ass neighbors;) . I crossed the grass, through the small gate, and down a stone walkway to a wooden bridge spanning a Rating: 5