My dad was backing me until the cop got here, after being woke up and told to leave I tried to leave I didnt have a problem with that shit, but then once my dad said he was coming i was like fine ill just wait. IF my dad wasnt coming or I knew he was going to bring the fucking cops I would have beat the shit out of his ugly ass. I mean the cop didnt say a god damn thing to him it pissed me off so fucking much, i brought it up numerous times and he just stood there finally i was just like fuck it. I think I am going to move down here I like it down here, I just don't want to leave all my friends that smoke pot with me. I think my dad kinda agreed with the cop too because of the fact that he smokes pot too. I have smoked pot with my moms boyfriends brother, his sisters husband, his sons, his sons friends, and he wants to call me a pothead (I dont disagree, but still). They are some of the ones I started doing it with. I have never been that mad in a while, i sat out at 2am listening to a cop feed me shit and not even mention a thing to him. I told my mom I was like make these next 2 years terrible and I will make those years after those 2 years terrible for you. I really have no feelings for my mother, i know she is my mother I am just at the point where I don't give a shit about anything anymore except what I want to care about, which sadly for now doesn't include her
Slither Reviewed by Slither on . Advice Needed This is going to be a really long thread, anyways if I posted this in the wrong section I am sorry. Well here goes..... Anyways I'll start from the start, I have probably been smoking everyother day during the summer and about when school started I started smoking almost every day, as much as I could. I love weed sound bad or not it's the truth. Anyways I am 16 years old, 10th grader, make good grades and shit like that. Anyways it starts one night when I am high as a bitch, somehow my weed Rating: 5