and this is ours. the girl and the boy. this is our story, our weed, and our lives.
smoked a couple bowls of purple power with the boy, can’t wait to watch this color change.
fuck me, ran out of zigzags. & no time to run to the store. need to pick up some kings later. time to break out the cigs. tap out the tobacco, grind & stuff the weed, rip off the filter, and voila a joint. granted the paper burns too fast but desperate times call for desperate measures. cant wait for my pipe, wasting too much weed smoking these j’s.
roach jar, mostly full of granddaddy but some master kush. cant wait to roll this 2nd generation joint. gonna get fucked up one night.