Looking at the grass and trees in a park while I swung on the swing and felt that butterflies in my stomach feeling with each descent, I realized I didn't want to die, but I didn't want to live as I do either. But if I don't want to die, why do I feel death pulling me down every day? If I don't want to die, then why do I feel death lurking, hidden behind my curtain? » Continue Reading
Ganza and friends (experiences and such) I'm not the heaviest smoker in the world, and maybe I never will be because I have asthma 😰😰, but I really enjoy the experience of smoking. However, what makes the experience much better for me is being surrounded by people I love. I've always been an open person, eager to discover things, smoke, drink, etc. And using marijuana was something I'd wanted to... » Continue Reading