lilkitty555

all the pot smokers i know are freakin' losers.

 

No life but smoking pot, even around their kids..

 

Yep, that's awesome..

all the pot smokers i kno are actully pretty kool weather they smoke pot or not. And some of my frineds that have kids dont ever smoke in front of ther kids.. Maybe somtimes not at all.

And i kno pot smokers that still work and have a job.

I'm srry u feel that way.

the last verse is f****** hilarious lol

thanx for your coment... And not judgeing me.

basically i just smoke to have a good time to relax....bbut the one thing i dont ever do is smoke in front of kids.

I just thought i'd throw that out ther....

possibly the worst side effect... the munchies

 

 

 

the only worst side affect is munchies it dose slow u down...but its the only drug that dosnt kill anybody or hurt any one. i'm glad some of ur got a sense od humore

i had a friend that would have loved this poem

then your friend musta rocked lol

IF YOU HAVE A SENSE OF HUMORE...THIS POEM FOR YOU

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Haveing a ishy day.

Wanna have somethin to put me in a Daze.

Walk threw a cloud of Haze.

I just wanna chill with my girl.

Her skin is green.

Her name is ganja queen.

And she said To Me.

Dis will ease your Problems.

Dis will Make You Forget.

And say F- IT & All The rest.

Haveing a Ishyer day then the one b4.

Wanna have something thats gunna make me relax.

So i think of where to score.

I go to my girl house.

I hear nothing but reggae playing .

ganja girl comes and says here you go gal.

dis will put a smile on your face.

dis will make you laugh.

dis will make you for get the crappy day you had.

I smoke and i get high.

I puff i get higher.

And I'm stuck.

Have you ever got stuck?

And said F---!!!

LMAO.

To those That got kids.

To those that work with idiots all day.

To those that have dumb g/f's and you feel like You wanna choke the liveing ish outa them.

To those that hit ther heads on the wall.

Smoke some Marijuana....And see how those feelings change...and poof like magic it all gose away.

who is the song by?

i wrote it... u like it?

this actully a song i wrote my self

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v1:

I have insecurity's...i'm not gunna lie.

My hart is fragile so please just try to be kind.

I cant open up my hart entirely just yet.

Cuz i wanna see...what else god has in store for me.

Loves is like poetry.....it just cant be rushed.

I gotta read between the lines. So i dont get lost.

People say one thing..and then they turn & do another.

I gotta protect whats mine...so tell me if i'm wasteing my time.

>>>>>>>choures

i cant give you all of me just yet....

I wanna see if you can back up what u said and what u feel.

I just gotta see if this is for real.

And then maybe you'll be the key...to pandoras box

v2:

I have certain issues...i'm not gunna hide.

I bin threw hell & back...and i'm not gunna go threw it this time.

I cant open up my hart compleatly just yet.

Cuz i wanna see what u got for me...and if your 4 real.

Love is like a flower....it takes time and grows.

And this i already kno....i just cant be thrown in a race. When i cant find my way..

People hide ther eyes and telling lies ... Tell me if this is a waste of your time....

Yeah, its good that you've found something that helps you get through, I used to write poetry but then I was asked by a friend to write lyrics for his band so I do that instead now the poetry was good practice for it

ya thank u for your comment and u your right... i write lyrics to.. i bin doin both sense i was 13

Lyrics or a poem could be either, does writing help you? because I know it helps me

ya its a poem is dose help me alot..i had edit some parts...cuz ther was u kno cures words. lol

Life is hard....i feel like crying in the dark.

the only blanket i have are my arm's.

i hold my self so hard. got bruise's and scares.

now i look up and say lord this is to hard.

when is it my time to go why dont you let me kno.

i rather just die.

cuz this life has to much.. for one women to handle

lord can your hear my crys...take me home with you.

let me die.

its like life has a penise cuz i keep gettin ucked.

its like i take one step forward but then two steps back.

then finally i get smacked with lifes penise

and slide the uck off track.

uck this shish. take me back lord. i wanna be with you..

i'm tired of putting on a act. tired of actin like nothins wrong.

i'm pretty uckin tired of bein strong..when really i just wanna go home.and have my wings

up ther i feel only feel 2 emotions feelin happyness & loved

all that from up above flying and watchin the people u love.

for dam sure...it seems pretty clear i rather be in heaven. then be here.

so much death makes people depressed...lonlyness hurt. so much emotion.its enough to make me go bazerk.

i rather be in heaven then to be in this ell...and leave this story to tell