I used to host the sesh house, I had one rule, I always had a hit regardless. I could be asleep and they’d wake me up I’d hit the bong then go back to my zen space.

They could do what they wanted and I smoke your weed, that was the payment.

I found a j in a drawer. Ripped it. Tasted weird. Fuck it, we ball.

That j had probably been in the drawer 6 months. Puking your guts out while stoned comes pretty easy.

The sentiment of

‘being able to drink a lot makes me cool’

rather than

‘being able to get the same effect for cheaper and with fewer health risks makes me cool’

commonly found in alcohol culture is super cringe. Don’t bring that shit over

Perseverance 🌈