fucking fuck on a fuck I hope college is better than being 17 Through the help of one really awesome new homie of mine, I've been thrust into a new group of friends in the grade above me and they're the nicest and most fun people to chill with. Unfortunately, I'm literally sick of weed at this point yet it remains a big part of the time we all spend together. I feel like I have to either have a joint or a cigarette in my mouth to hang with them. Oh my god my life is a storybook. On the bright side I've tried some amazing strains through the help of the dark web, which is an exciting process in itself. I'm thinking about selling bottled angst to UrbanOutfitters for an easy profit on a homemade and renewable product.
I'll put 'em in Mason jars, of course.
I'm gonna tell you something that I want you to truly take to heart and try as much as possible to comprehend at every level, despite its simplicity. Literally almost everything in this world is better than being 17. Everything. I spent my 17 y.o. year fucking four of my best friends constantly doing all the freaky shit I always wanted, going to concerts whenever I wanted, and getting a chance to spend two weeks in Playa del Carmen on a rich assholes dime. Meanwhile, I've spent the last two years of my life in abject poverty and debt and non-stop working my ass off. And I can tell you with absolute certainty that I would rather live the last two years over and over rather than be 17 again.