Drinkin beers in place of weed. Oh god, weed, goodbye my lover, my friend, the only one who has been there for me when I really needed someone. Im sorry for doing this to you, but we all got to move on sometimes, it cant last forever. My lungs wont allow it. I bet my lungs are as black as night thanks to you. But I still love you. I'll always remember you, everything you have done for me. The life you have provided, thank you. But Im still leaving, Im sorry. You cant stop me. Unless its a fat ass blunt rolled nice and proper, 14 grams thick. Yessir...but other that, no.
GoooooodByyye. I love you.
We all get older at some point.
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