The worst part about it all is I can't even grieve in peace.i got postpartum beating my ass& kids who pulling me every way but loose while whole time im internally feeling like the smallest mf around idek how to put it in words but I feel it. Don't nobody notice it bc im present
I stg I knew ts was gone happen I said watch magically my geeb piece gone be gone in the am & I don't have no leafs left here ..... LORD & BEHOLD .
My mf weed all I got to keep my sane . Like what? Mf left in my car with my weed and ain't leave a singular leaf .
Yall can say it bitch!!!! I look STUPID! But in my defense I didn't know any of it was leaving .
I'm in my feelings about my weed. I little sat here lastnight and pinched through my shit so it will last until I get paid again just to wake up to 6 missing grammmmmssss!!!!! SIX!!! Not 1,2,3 but 6 bruh . I don't got it to be takin from me I stg .