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See the thing about real good pot.....it gets me really tired and toasted and feeling like this guy:



Thinking back to when I used to smoke dubious amounts of the good green pot. They were great times, I can't understand how I used to smoke so much but it also explains for certain blanks in memories.

September and it still feels like july-august. Humid as a bangledeshi prison and hot as an ozzfest pit. I want the fall already, the turning leaves, hoodie weather, the horrorfest movie festival and eventually the winter. Even with the bone chilling cold and ice and sleet. I'm waiting on it, word round the campfire is that we're getting a shitty weather. And by "shitty" I mean really bad. Sure, it makes work at night that much more unbearable but that's a small price to pay for the serenity and cleanliness that it brings. I'm happy that at this point I'm still able to enjoy the seasons. On the other hand, with every year that passes. The all kinda just blend into one and the other more and more and eventually we won't have fall/winter anymore. It's sad but not we're on such a decline it doesn't seem like it'll get any better. Few years from now, we'll be getting hurricanes. It'll be nuts

When I was younger, an older woman I knew once told me, "where there was once fire, ashes still sift."

I didn't completely understand the full effect of that statement until years later when I realized it as I was going through the situation. There's been a select few of girls that have come and gone but yet have always left an everlasting effect and spell behind. And from time to time I've crossed paths with said girls and feelings are rehashed. They're put away as fast as they were let out but there's one that continues to fight and squirm as I close the box.

For obvious reason such as certain situations and other variables, things can never amount to anything. Why does it happen that you go for something you can never have? strive and sacrifice for someone knowing that you won't receive an response and reward that you know you deserve...or at least believe you do.

Is it because you just hope for a different outcome, believing that fighting so hard for something you have to get something in return? Or do we deny ourselves the obvious truth and just willingly believe in something so blindly? In any case, it's lame and a fuckin mind fuck.

I can go for some pizza, and maybe some cool ranch doritos, with a Surge and or Joly cola. Couple of krispy kremes right out of the microwave or off the line, mixed in with some fresh tasty coffee. Ummm Munchies...I hate em.

Listening to this, has made realize that I should fix myself a drink and to have another cigarette..I'll say goodnight to no one who is really everyone who could in fact be anyone but in all reality is just someone....

Off to here this for yet another time.