I had my first pot cookie last night.
I felt nothing, and declined the offer of a second one.
"So, my little Amélie, your bones aren't made of glass. You can take life's knocks. If you let this chance go by, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton. So, go ahead, dammit!"
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8 comments:
I thought you hated the idea of being high on that.
I did, but living up here has changed a lot of my opinions and whatnot. Not that I have any real desire to get high, I still don't, but I'm just not as opposed to it anymore. The thing that has really kept me from it is the fact that I've always said I'd never do it and such. I have yet to actually smoke it, and have no plans of doing so anytime soon. But I'm not as opposed to the idea of someday trying as I used to be.
i remember the night i met you...
what does that have to do with pot smoking?
hmm i'm surprised you dont remember. nothing to do with YOU smoking pot...
Oh, that I was trying to get you to smoke or something?
no no no...i already was
Yeah that batch sucked. We'll try again :\
I'm not the best at baking, as you know :)
Emily
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