I used to think “weed and drugs” were two totally different lifestyles… now I realize it’s just me saying “I’m only doing a little” and somehow ending up questioning reality, time, and whether I already ate today 😭💨
Weed got me calm, drugs got me thinking too deep, and together they both got me sitting in silence like I’m waiting for a message from the universe that I definitely misread 💀🚬
He always said he wasn't ready for anything serious.
So I believed him.
Years passed.
I met someone else.
The day I posted our engagement photo, he sent me a message.
"I've always loved you."
I read it twice.
Then I remembered every excuse.
Every mixed signal.
Every time he wanted me around- but never enough to choose me.
I typed one sentence.
"You didn't lose me today. You lost me every day you expected me to keep waiting."
Then I blocked his number and never heard from him again.