I smoked the last of my stash tonight, I have such a strong tolerance it did barely anything except satisfy temporarily the cravings. I smoke all day, I feel high enough to not want to go out, not want to write a resume, not want to do the dishes, not want to fucking do anything. But it doesnt make me feel happy, I dont get that euphoric feeling I got when I was younger. I don't even know why I do it. But I am not doing aymore. I am 32 almost now and I feel if I don't stop, I will end up with cancer or some fucking mental disorder if I don't already.
I went through a break up while on weed, I don't know what % that caused it was attributed with weed and what % was just natural, which makes