"Favorite Ghost" fell hard for you still trying to get back up you left me broken bare and I wonder am I even a passing memory? because to me it's still so fresh the love forever floating there I saved it for you because you're my favorite ghost and if this is what they call heartbreak then it's yours that hurts the most
"In Between" Where would I go? North or South? And in which direction? East or West? How could I? Without you in between? What would I know? From left to right? And how they differ? From up to down? How could I? Without you in between? Regardless what No matter when Despite where Forget how I am only able with you in between .
I hate it. I hate everything it represents. I hate the smells it comes with. I hate how much it changes people. Most of all, I hate how people think it's no big deal. So, to all you pot zombies out there, this one's for you. To all the family and friends (that I currently know of) smoking pot, it sickens me that I know the strength each of you hold and yet you consistently choose to be weaken by such a nasty, mind-melting habit. Save the excuses, too. I've heard them all. Don't try and defend your actions either. You can't. It seems everybody has some kind of excuse as to why they smoke or use marijuana, with self medicating and recreation among the most common. I plan to address each excuse individually. Another thing most users do is try and defend their usage with non-facts and half-assed explanations. These, I also plan to address.
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