Flashbacks

I miss so many people. so many good friendships and memories lost.

I miss my stoner/crackhead days.

I miss smoking bowl after bowl, and taking line after line.

I miss staying up nights for days, or knocking out after burn outs.

I miss sessions at the back park. beer chugging and lines at johns house.

I miss I miss I miss. to fucking bad. get over it! its all just old memories and stories forgotten.

the end