thinking on similar lines.
Sitting stoned on the couch, long after my friend is gone..
Alone here with Mary-Jane, and a glaze in my eye.
Puff puff, toke…
My day becomes brighter, and the pleasant numb feeling relaxes my soul.
A friend with weed, is a friend indeed.
- The beautiful and misfortunately named Te Puke (abroadstatements.wordpress.com)