Its time for a little bit romantic - bong romantic. My only true and loyal love at night like these~
Maybe I said it before but I had stopped using drugs for five years. One and a half year ago. The time without it was sometimes very empty, free of real and honest emotions and my mind stopped thinking about all this colorful funny stuff. My life was “normal”, cold but my health great. I slept 8 hours a day, ate three or more meals.. yeah, it was just normal.
And then my boyfriend crashed one and a half year ago in my lonely life. And he filled it with love and joy. He doesn’t consume lots of drugs. Only amphetamine, mdma and thc. At the beginning. Now, he is a big Potthead. Its rare for him to use other substances. Its okay because its working, every day.
He shared one mdma-pill with me: a read chupa chup with only 130 mg.
.. and it was over. I fell in love with the devil himself again.
And now.. I’m at a certain point in my life. I’m feeling like just before I take a break.
Since december I can’t remember lots of days which I wasn’t ripped by my bittersweet love - the drugs. Maybe I’m politox. I don’t know. I don’t wanna think about it. I love that feeling. Lets see how far I come with this lifestyle..
But look at my eyes, my face.. how can this be deadly? How..?
And don’t harrass me for my bad english. Its 01:09 o’ clock at night and I am a german girl. :p
Yeah, 1 hour and a few minutes too late, but.. anytime something or someone crashed your masterplan and.. the result is here:
We (my boyfriend, my cats and I) wish u all a happy 420! Stay high folks!