Intense, Very Intense

Hmm, yeah. You can never break a pothead from his habit. Sometimes it's best to not assume that something is terribly wrong because it's illegal. If the government would legalize and ration marijuana do you know how much money they would make? And how many less people would be getting different chemicals in their marijuana from dealers trying to scrap their products? Of course nobody proposes these ideas to anyone because all the potheads are too lazy. Anyways; it's inevitable, people are going to cheech it up, just like half the teenage population has smoked oxygen depriving cancer causing cigarrettes. And I know you have, if not still. Anyway, that's my point of view on that subject, sorry for the rant. If someone, friend or more, is not willing to finito on the herbal euphoria, maybe they're not the friend for you. I'm kind of drawn both ways on the idea of the poem, maybe they need to rethink their priorities or maybe you need to rethink your views on what they do. Maybe you'll come to terms with the idea that some people smoke for relaxation every once in a while, like my dad pops a beer every night after work. If that idea isn't for you, maybe you need new friends. I like the way you wrote it though, it wasn't straightfoward and in your face, but you said what you needed to say and made it clear (even for a pothead.) I hope everything's going well for you, and hope you don't mind the drawn out comment. It's been a while since I've done that.

Take Care,
Renee

I know exacly what your going thru..I'm going thru it right now with my bf...and I know that its hard sometimes...but you can't change them...you can only just hope that they realise that you'll always be there for them..and that there drugs wont...Good luck with everything...it'll work out:)
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