talked to bamburai by the fire. told me to "stop worrying about your 'precious weed' so much and FOCUS ON YOUR SURROUNDINGS"
i don't give a flying FUCK man that shit is what keeps me together and IF I CAN'T SMOKE THEN ILL DIE WORSE THAN FREEZING TO DEATH WITH WEED
..what the fuck am I saying?
of course weed isn't my life, but I'll go insane without it. why can't I get the words out of my head??? am I just- this high??
I can't be high my lighter's broken..
..I'm a dumbass. Bamburai is right. i gotta focus, I'm freezing inside a house in the middle of July with my two best friends.
..man.
YOU ARE READING
Separated (SFLI rewrite)
FanfictionI swear to god I hated the first version so much I have to rewrite this damn thing
