So I have one frustration that runs in constant, never-ending circles within the confines of my messed up brain that reoccurs on a daily basis. It is pertaining to my life in every way possible. most likely because now. it IS my life. Drugs. Ah, drugs. For most, it's an unknown, taboo experience never to be experienced due to what they've heard during the D.A.R.E classes & health class. Maybe even deaths in family/friends due to drugs. Whatever your reason is to avoid them, GOOD FOR YOU. Really, I mean it with all my heart, though my heart is long worn by all of the drugs I've "experimented" with. Though I honestly cannot tell you that I REGRET trying drugs, there are things that I have done or been around that I am not proud of that drugs dragged me into. & I regret prolonging an "experiment" & turning it into a full-out binge, or a habit. Like weed, I smoke the ganja every single day. Even if it seems I can't get any bills, I somehow acquire at least 10 dollars & find little nuggies. roachies, etc. around my room. Maybe even scrap the bowl or bong, if need be. I basically HAVE to be stoned everyday at least once a day. So I guess I'm a real live pothead. I feel kind of proud of utilizing this amazing plant but, at the same damn time, I feel like a piece of shit for, well..technically having an addiction to a substance. I really do NOT consider marijuana a drug, it's a naturally growing plant harvested to make so many product such as hemp for paper, lotion, cancer cures, depression cure, body aches cure, etc. It's stated in the bible to use every plant given, for whatever higher power there was/is gave to us. So. Let's blaze it, faggots.
Anyway, school pretty much figured I was smoking weed. Again. Well, I really was the whole time, since 14 days since I had been out of rehab. Something inside of me wanted so badly to get rid of my sobriety to weed. I had been rolling so often to fill the void weed always relieved. & molly is a much, much harder drug. Especially to be using as much as I did with my boyfriend, it was really dangerous & I am extremely lucky to be even alive right now. So I went back to her, & I been smokin like Marley ever since. In school this year, I've been a little too relaxed, showing up tardy looking ripped out of my fucking skull. all the teachers & administrators knew damn well I was stoned, & for a while they didn't give me a crock of shit. Then one day they decide to randomly drug test all the females in my program.
Let's just say, I waited forever, grandma came to pick me up, they said I couldn't leave unless I gave them a sample of my urine, got a bitch suspended for pissing in a bottle for me, & I failed for weed. A level of 850. Damn, yo.
So they call my court system & tell them I need a higher level of counselling & that I need to stay in the court system for an extra two months. I was pissed. Why can't I just use my medicine? It's natural, it relaxes me, makes me happy, helps my back pain, helps my depression, helps my anorexic tendencies by making me munch face, & over all made me a better, nicer, more knowledgeable person.
Fuck ignorant people. Suck ma ccaakkk.
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