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3 tips I’ve learned to live by…

Be Kind - you can never fully grasp how a person feels in his/her own head. On the surface a lot of us (including myself) wear our faces as mask to cover either our pain or insecurity. Over time the mask can chip away, forcing us to deal with our very real personal issues. So I urge anyone in view of this post. Be kind, cause under the surface of someone can be a sea of unstable emotions

Be generous - in this world, all we truly own is our physical body. No item or gadget will make you feel any different about yourself or change your self esteem. Materialism and greed needs to end for the good of us all. Show someone you care, give. Cause when it’s all said and done, they will remember the generosity, I promise.

Live with an Open heart - I know you’ve been hurt, mistreated, betrayed …and everything else. I have too. But don’t hate, as much as you’ve been wronged,don’t hate. Hate weighs down so much on your heart. Don’t live with a heavy heart, hate takes so much energy to actively remember to dislike or to feel distain against someone.

These are 3 tips that I hope everyone can agree on. I’m at a point in my life where these tips help me get through my day. I hope they can do the same for you.

Peace & Love - your neighborhoods local stoner.

Permalink This was a gift from a classmate. It means a lot to get a gift from someone I’ve only personally known for a month or two.
Gifts are personal to me, gifts mean that I care and think of you enough to spend my hard earned money (no matter the amount) on you. 

I’m in a media class and the project was to create a blog (well a side blog for me). During the project with my classmate we got to know each other, we discussed music,life,the future, and of course my love for Mary Jane. A few days later Im surprised with this. A torch lighter (because I always complained of the regular flick lighters hurting/burning my thumb) & a Legalize key chain (which is self explanatory).

Long story short this just goes to show that there are still some thoughtful and genuine people in the world. Some may be closer than you think so keep your eyes open to the opportunity.
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True Life: I have no “Game”

One thing I would change about myself would be my confidence with the opposite sex. I meet a lot of cool chicks and I jus wish I was confident enough to just straight out tell them how dope they are and how we should smoke and eat tacos sometime.

I hope it comes with age cause overall I’m not a shy person. I just have issues expressing my interest sometimes..

Don’t judge me

Permalink This is why I need a partner in crime,(preferable a very atteactive female who enjoys smoking,good/classic rap, and soft tacos) I can’t light it while I drive so I gotta wait till a red light to get a pull on my blunt. 

MORAL OF THE STORY: Work in pairs, two stoners are better than 1

(Via my dashboard cam)
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Permalink NEW TUMBLR ICON, I figured I’d show my face more, make the blog more personal.
Permalink Blunt in my Cap, beginning my spring break proper..thatsgoodweed style
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I think they call this “Venting”..

I have feelings not even marijuana can cure.

But on the surface it’ll never show. I can’t visibly show weakness because in today’s society that makes you a target. So I sulk, quietly, and alone while my social circle shrinks drastically, to the point where it’s just me and who ever I’m scheduled to work with at my job for the day. I’ve done so much I regret in the past year when i look back now. Disrespected and mistreated people who did nothing but tolerate me. Now as I sit and sulk its those same ppl who I wish would pick up my phone call or respond to a text.
The past year I feel has really been a test of my will that I’m failing. I feel like the best times of my life are behind me. Some days I wake up and my only goal is to survive the day. I been in college for 4yrs to get a degree I honestly don’t give a fuck about (don’t tell my mom that). I don’t know what I want for my life and I’m at the stage where I have to know.
Long story short…well I guess I didn’t make this short but moral of this all is just to be kind to people. Everyone, black,white,yellow,purple,etc is dealing with something. It may not show,you may not see the signs but they are. Actions can’t be undone, words can’t be unsaid so speak and act from the heart. That way you won’t be as young as I am and already be living with regret.

—stay high and live in love my stoners and stonettes.

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Just FYI…

  • i live in NYC
  • im single
  • 22yrs old, about to graduate college with a bachelors
  • very out going but reserved
  • i smoke alot of weed and i enjoy making music

and i look like this…

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“Honestly…”

honestly all i want right now is someone to share this blunt with.

i used to enjoy smoking alone before because i can sit with my thoughts and just relax but now smoking alone just reminds me how alone i am. those thoughts i use to like sitting with before now make me uncomfortable. so uncomfortable that i noticed ive been playing xbox alot while im high, not really for the game , or the fun, but to be in a gaming lobby with people talking to me.

and dont get me wrong, this isnt a cry baby looking for pity type post, this is a post of realization within my self. i have an ultra small circle of friends and work buddies but somehow i still feel like im by myself.

cue that “1 is the lonliest number” song…

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smoked a blunt with my lil bro

i love him, i want better for him than i do for my self and there are very few people who i feel that way about. i see a younger more ambitious me in him and i feel like if i give him the push i never got ( because of my lack of a father) i can help him succeed at what ever he sets his mind to.

this post means something to me, maybe its because of the blunt but who cares. it doesnt matter that it took some good weed to get me to realize and feel this way but  what does matter is that i do realize and feel this way.

-Refe