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LOL you woulda alredy been named Scar by now if u lived in the hood ya tough bitch ;)

"where i got this? i got sliced in the face man! yea for real and i beat the shit outta that cunt nail stickin outta the door frame that did it man i fucked her up bad!" LOL

really doe, its cool that u got a good attitude about it, wouldnt bother me tohave that shit on me but u know how chicks be like "omygod my face is ruined" 8) but shit like scars on your body other physical shit, your 'flaws' (if u see em like that) makes u who u are man

Man if i was never a dopehead i wouldnt have a piece of the old palace amusements building in ASSbury park (NJ peeps who heard about it and ones who read WeirdNJ know about "tillie") i got some of that famous (locally @ least) building when they knocked it down
but if i never went down there to cop i wouldnt think it was dope to have a piece of the ghetto before they tear it down and make it high income condos like they doin already =P
 
About burnt hair, when lighting a small bowl once the flame went up my nose and burned out the nose hair. It was an odd, thrilling, scary feeling. My friend who I was smoking with remarked on the burnt hair smell.

(flame goes up and i have see it and feel odd tickle/sensation)

me: "I think It just went up my nose and burnt my nose hairs"
(I assumed it did or I asked whether it might of/he thought it did)

him: yeah it smell of burnt hair

It did smell, I could smell it as well.
 
culturalcatgirl said:
I have a MASSIVE bag full of origami stars made out of porn mags.

It constantly reminds me of the fact that I was too busy smoking meth last summer to actually get out & enjoy myself.
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reminds me of the time i got twacked and made a ton of little bindles out of a car mag. and i busted a buncha amxocillian caps and put .1g in each one and left them layin aroud my house. i just hoped the cops wouldnt pay a visit.
 
Everytime I see the crack on my busted ass TV, it reminds me of that one night of drunken hilarity, where this chick (who was my friend then but no longer is, for reasons unrelated to this incident), burned my hand with a cigarette (the mark is still there btw), and I threw the goddamn TV at her, like some hick. AHahahaahahhahahahahah. The best part about this is that everybody that was in the room when this happened was too faded to remember, including the both of us, and I had to hear about it from somebody I was on the phone with. COMEDY!
 
A faded scar on my forehead, back from my previous heavy drinking days when I got bottled over the head with a full long-neck stubby of beer. I can barely remember the incident.
Also a couple of cigarette burns that have expanded into massive holes in my most comfortable and favourite pyjama pants.
 
My above post....If I ever smell burnt hair

I think so one mentioned this but looking at objects at seeing if they canbe made into a pipe ( not so much anymore)

I also to the "relating dollars into what drugs I can buy" mind thought process, not as much, now its "what food can I buy". Ahh, living on your own.

Passing by spots you've smoked at and remembering the good times when other people see benches, etc.
 
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