Sweet as hell.

Alright. I'm gonna be blunt on this fucking thing.
I love drugs. All of my friends do drugs, it's how we have fun. I don't need them, but I do love them. When I'm on drugs I like to fuck shit up as long as it's not private property.
I'm a peacful person, a pacifist, and a liberitarian. But I love fire and fireworks and explosives and tagging and beating the crap out of my friends consentually.
Alright enough about me. Let's talk about last night.
I was at the park in the freezing cold drinking 40s with like 6 other people around 7:00.
My mom had just called the cops on my dad so I didn't want them to stick around and have them find out where I live, so I dipped. We couldn't find any bud so we jsut drank until my friend pulled aside me and my friend Dante and we smoked a quick bowl <3
We drank a hell of a lot more after that and a lot is a blur until I went home. My mom had gone to a party and my dad was leaving, so me and my buds went down stairs and watched Clerks while I played guitar and other chicks was makin' out. The magically my friend Lauren pulls out a gram and we smoke a good 4 bowls because Dante's Dutch broke when I tackled him. It was still sweet though. I called this guy 'Steve' that my friend Bryan reffered me to if I needed bud, so i call this guy and then he's all "I can see you right now" and I'm all like 'Wtf?? i've never met you before." and then he said 'You can't see me? I'm inside your house." I turn my head and it's my buddy Klehm whose in the fucking room and has beenw ith us the whole time!!! Although he had no bud. Inevidably we found no bud but we planned to all sneak out and meet up at like 3 a.m. but no one calle dme and I passed out. This mornign was very nice however because I wasn't burnt or hungover at all. In fact I'm on my way to smoke a nice fatty right now. So I'll check in again later.
Peace, kiddies.
-Aly