Life makes me fiend.
I just can't take it sometimes.
Everyday/night I smoke weed. And every morning I wake up so fucking tired and burnt out I say to myself "Fuck, I should stop smoking weed" But then I go to school, some shit may tick me off, I'll come home and roll up. It's just what I do. Or I'll go to work, and the only thing that's keepin me from knocking a customer's teeth out is the fact that I have weed in my drawer at home and I'm gonna roll up when I get home.
I am a weed fiend.
I fiend for opiates every now n then. I can easily see myself falling into that hole. I've been doing them everyweek recently...And whenever I grab, I get like 3 40s, so I'm usually doped up for 3/4 days straight. Then the day I don't have them I'm like "Fuck, I want another", but that passes.
I really just wish I didn't fiend for weed as much as I do. It bothers me so much. But if I stop smoking it, I know I'll pick up something else...And I don't wanna do that. I really hated fiending for weed when I was paying like $50 a week to smoke. But now, I don't even have to pay. So it's like, "Why not?". Whenever I don't smoke, I drive myself insane. My girlfriend doesn't help either, "Just get some, there's nothing wrong with having a joint at night". So I'm just like fuck it, whatever. End up gettin it. Now that I think of it, if she hadn't have said that to me, I wouldn't have gone out and done a few things which in turn led up to me getting it for free..
Right now I got weed, and almost every minute a thought pops into my head, "go smoke a bowl, just one, it'll be nice" but I reason that with the fact that I gotta go back to school in 1 1/2 hours, and I know I'll prolly knock out here if I get high - because that's what happened yesterday, and I hate that.
Jebus.