prologue

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being such a negative person is so difficult when you so desperately want to enjoy your life while it's here, instead blunts are my positivity.

puffing out such smooth freeing smoke is enough to set me free, enough to distract me from all the pain of the hurt. grief has been my biggest companion besides from weed and i'd consider it a friend at this point.

does it help that i have bpd? not at all that's the only stability i've had in my life since i can remember, or you could say instability but whatever floats you boat i guess, it really only bothers when i have an episode other then that it's a constant in my life so i've learned to love it.

sometimes i wish i was a bit more of a normal teenager with normal hobbies, pastimes, friends and shit like that but it's been nearly impossible trying to shake the fact that's there's so much getting in the way of my happiness therefore my happiness is instability and weed.

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