

Why do I feel compelled to smoke marijuana? It does nothing more for me but drag me down to the ground
Cons- paranoia, anxiety, over analyzing every detail of the present, noticing others insecurity (by far the worst)
Pros- uhm. Hxc coolness duh? A lot of things seem sillier. I reflect upon my flaws
… I think it’s the community behind it. I feel like I want to be that chill stoner who salvages the last drop of love in the room. But I feel that way without it? Why would getting high justify that? EARTH TO CAROLINE WTF? Get a grip asshole and stop decelerating my brian cells.
In oath to know what is best for you- stop toking.
EDIT: I just burnt out and I feel fuckin marvellous. Environment is key <3