5 days from now is the year anniversary that I almost died and quit smoking weed. 👌 All thanks to some bitch named laurel and her friend and her dealer who thought it was cute to lace the weed with angel dust and not even know it was laced and sent me to the ER with heart palpitations. Good job. Thanks to that, not only it fucked up the rest of the year for me physically because of that. I was always anxious and stressed the fuck out and it fucked up my hormones, I became more of a better person that being a total piece of shit I was back then. So, thanks for sending me to the ER, you burned out junkie.











