2011-01-26, 12:26 AM
Greg Wrote:I must confess, Southperry
About a month ago my buddy gave me a cigar that was gutted out and stuffed with two grams of weed. This was about a week before my birthday so he just told me to consider it an early birthday present. I accepted it and asked him to show me how to inhale properly and all of that.
Trippiest three hours of my life. Unfortunately, feeling trippy is expensive and there is no way I can afford to make my car awesome and feel awesome at the same time, so I haven't had a chance to experiment any further.
Pot is stupidly cheap if you have a couple acquaintances.
Alley Wrote:Well I guess I did need to smoke more and more to feel happy. When I am high, things tend to be brighter. When I am depressed, the world just tends to be darker and more gray. Being high all the time showed the bright side of life.
Eh, I was going to go ahead and judge you, but to each its own. I've never used weed to overcome depression, so I wouldn't be able to answer properly and with knowledge of the experience.