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Stoned
written by chaoticthoughts07:13 AM 11/12/04| Watch out that first hit is a doozy. It will make you feel content and coozy. Second hit relaxes the mind. All of a sudden your problems are gone and everythings fine. Third hit your body is tingling. Every single touch is an unexpressable feeling. Fourth hit you trip and fall to the ground. But its cool because everyone starts to laugh out loud. Fifth hit you say its your last one. But goddamn why!?; this is so much fun. You try to take one more hit. Except you can hardly hold the blunt that's lit. Your laughing so hard a tear falls from your eye. Anyone got the munchies?; go to the diner, get me some pie. Oh look at the time. I have to go home. Well at least I'll have a nice nights sleep. I always do after getting stoned. |
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Just fond memories.
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