"So before I or you say anything I just wanna let you know that I have my bags packed and ready to go because I did smoke weed an it was awesome so yeah. You don't have to say or do anything I'll just leave the house now."
2 hours ago:
" if I ever catch you you smoking weed I will kick you out of the house and I will not allow your brother and sister to take you in. "
So there you have it a conversation about staying away from weed. Very inspirational and it just gives me butterflies inside. Makes me feel all tingly.
Well, it's not as if I really did smoke weed although my friend did right next to me so if association is a goddamn crime then I'm fucking guilty.
There's a whole fucking spectrum of lying and if you're own of those goody two shoes and think that everything is black and white then good for you. Really, I think that is a good thing in some ways. But no, for me everything is a fucking grey (no pun intended towards my life right now) or I guess it would be better to say that its a fucking rainbow coz you know grey is just boring right now.
So who the fuck cares if I lied? It was a good lie, in my view anyway. I mean why wouldn't it be a good lie? I'd be out of the house which equals to less stress in the long run coz I no longer live with you so you no longer need to deal with whatever stress shit that my growing up brings or may bring to you. Happily fucking ever after.
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