LIFE SUCKS

Lonely Stoner...

To start this Im 18, a senior in high school, and guy. Ever since I can remember there has been fighting and yelling in my family. My dad is an asshole and my mom can be real bitch. A good place to start my story though would be ab out when I was 15 freshman year. This was about the time I started to open my eyes about life in general. I began to slowley stop ta kingthe concerta I had been taking since first grade. Then the summer after freshman year I stopped taking them as perscribed and started saving them up to get high off of. I looked up how they were made an would cut the pills up so I would have just the drug.On boring er daysI would cut a couple up then pop em and get tweaked off my ass. One day I took over 400 mg of it amd was perfectly fine. Later I found out that people have had their stomaches pumped for doses around 300mg. Goes to show that I had built quiete a tolerance. Then sophmore year started and I hatd to rely on getting high on it to do any home work. I later had a friend help me realize that I didnt need that shit to do work. We never talk anymore though... As soon as I stopped taking the concerta I decided I wanted to try shrooms so I did and I enjoyed them. So I did shrooms acouple times after that as well. Then I decided I wanted to try weed and I did...and fell in love. I started smoking with "friends" after school about 2 or 3 times a week. Then I got caught by my parents and my dad pistol whipped me with his glock. Took me completely by surprise. All this at the age of 16 at about my secsemester sophmore year. My parents then put me on strict lock down for a good while. Then when I turned 17 they eased up and I started going to this new school. I met new people and I started smoking weed again like 2-3 times a week. So my junior year was pretty uneventful... then I went to summer school and there I started smoking almost everyday. Thr in august it was everyday. Starting senior year I had made my first true best friend. Then my life started to get fun as I started partying, fucking chicks, drinking, and smoking massive amounts of ganja. It then came to a hault when in october I got arrested one friday night for a little bit of weed and my pipe. I was still 17 at the time so they had to call my parents... They were super mad and dissapointed...Then as soon as the fun in my life had started it stopped. I continued to smoke everyday after that though. My parents are terrible to live with now we fight like everyday and they are so brainwashed when it comes to weed. My life just sucks now I feel like I have no real friends and I dont do anything on the weekends anymore except just smoke weed by myself. I want a girlfriend, buf that seems impossible because all Ill ever get is hook ups and and things with chicks. I feel so lonely now and I hate it. Plus my future wont be looking bright wirh these dumb ass drug charges on my record. I think about suicide all the timebecause I feel like my life is just going to get worse.