I hit more trees than a blind Tarzan

Fuck School.

Clearly youre here to learn about my boring fucked up life arent ya? Lmao. Its not as bad now, but it was. The only thing that could ever get me through this shit storm was the most incredible, Marjiuana♡

Back then, when I used to be a little shit, I fucked up a lot. And its not like you guys have never fucked up before so im sure some of you can relate. Ill start way before I even got into this wonderful green herb.

This was ninth grade, ah I can remember it like it was just five years ago.. Well, my father and my mother are potheads too (What a coincidence! ) so they grew it. All in our basement, plants apon plants, so many strains. It was magical. Anyways, they always stored their stash in one of the cuboards in the mudroom we used to have.  I remember i opened the cabinet and seen four jumbl ziplock baggies filled to the seem with weed. So I did what any other kid would do, and I took some of that shit.
The gold box I had it in reeked with the smell, but I didnt give a fuck. I hid that shit in my room til morning so I could take it to school.

Now to remind you, im in middle school so I dont pay much mind to it. And its the morning and I get all ready for school, the prison we have to go to every fucking day for six hours. I grabbed the weed and I dipped, and knowing me and being the kid that wanted to show everyone I had some dank on me I showed it to a couple of my friends. They would never tell on me considering I gave them both a few nugs, but it was great. I sold so much at school that day, I felt like a G. Until I got home that day to see that my doors locked and my moms home early. I set my things on the table with the weed still in my bag, and ive already realized that I shouldve hid that shit outside. But I didnt. Anyways, I set my shit on the table and I went into the living room. Ten minuets later my mom calls me into the kitchen, as I walk in I see her holding the gold box up high and she said "Whered you get this from??". All I could do was sit there in silence with a lump in my throat knowing im about to get my ass beat..

》Im going to write more, but this is more of an introduction story. Class is only so long. And im also going to date everything, makes more sense to me down the road in my young life.