I no longer want to be a slave to Cannabis.
Or “abuser’ better said. I truly believe it to be something I care about.
Not from a medical stand point or any bullshit like that. Only 3 years I’ve been around it (Cultivating/Smoking) and I can say I’ll be a supporter forever.
Although smoking it is a favorite I will say that Cultivating it is my true passion.
Fuck everyone else, just needed to put this somewhere.
Oh and, research before you try to tell me something, trust me I’ve done mine, faggot.
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pappa’s
i love you!! i wish i had more pictures of us to put on here :]
I love you to mommabear.
003.
If you think I’m what you want me to be than I am.
Because you’d never know the real me.
002/002.2
Who am I now? Everyday is becoming a big blur, and to be honest I’ve forgotten all my past goals and dreams. I constantly tell myself that i know who I am and that I understand why I am the way I am, or that I know why I feel like my head is being pulled and pushed in all directions at once. I’ve shut out all inner thoughts from the people around me, I’ve questioned loyalty and found there’s no such thing.
But maybe, steph? Mommabear? who knows. But I know I love her.
besides all that,
you need to stop trying to piss me off, let me finish fucking talking once in a while. NO ONE puts up with you besides ME. YOU WOULD THINK you’d fucking respect me and listen to what i have to say instead of trying to telling me things I’ve known for years.
And lastly, you, you deceiving creature. you can use and use but (they) will open their eyes soon. Most likely not though, because no one fucking listens.
Fuck it, I don’t even have a purpose in life at the moment. What do I know.
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I lost a part of myself today.
002.
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