But another week of having a hard time rationing my 1/8th of bud, I've been adjusting my schedule, and we're all just in suspense, awaiting the next high
Be it food, sex, alcohol, tobacco, weed, benzos, opiates, etc.
I haven't ever liked tobacco or finished more than a single pack in years, but I met up with an old friend who was smoking camel crush's and I got one, and I went a bought a pack today for the fuck of it to fill voids, cause I'm not eating as much/conserving more bud.
I ran out of my valium refill but had a paper script. I was feeling content, but I'd aleady smoked my bud for the day, a few ciggies, so I said fuck it, I need something else to put in my system, so I need to go get the pills for the hell of it.
Yah feel me
And we be doing tasks like a repetitive job or a thinking job or some thought provoking things in between (or preferably during).
Life sucks.