I started when I was a younger. The first time I actually smoked , but I didn't get high. I tried to smoke a J I stole from my mom but I didn't know how to inhale. The first time I got blazed, a friend of mine and I smoked two joints in my shower because there is a window that leads outside in the actual shower. We didn't feel anything when we were done, and I was a little sad. I was sittin on the toilet hanging my head, when I realized I had begun to swing my head back and forth, with increasing motion. I was feeling a little funky so I got up and looked in the mirror. My eyes were fucking torch red! After that I basically sank to my knees and sat for like an hour just flying around in my own head. The first time I smoked my mom's J, I was doing it partially because I was curious, but also because it was the second time I had found one in her purse, and she had lied to me before. I was angry so I just said fuck it and grabbed the shit. In terms of stopping I don't know what will happen. I know I won't smoke every day for my whole life, but my future and cannabis are bound to meet again, even if I stop for a couple of years.
