Imagine being a grown adult, completely oblivious to responsibilities and chores, all because “I need my weed.” Jesus Christ, what a soft fucking sad specimen you are.
Since I can’t relate, I have trouble understanding anyone who needs to rely on anything to make it through the day. So many colleagues can’t make it through the day without their coffee. People chugging their energy drinks, drugs, etc… I can’t wrap my head around it. I don’t drink coffee, alcohol, no drug use, and little sugar intake. Don’t want to risk needing it just to get by.
Imagine being a grown adult, completely oblivious to responsibilities and chores, all because “I need my weed.” Jesus Christ, what a soft fucking sad specimen you are.
Since I can’t relate, I have trouble understanding anyone who needs to rely on anything to make it through the day. So many colleagues can’t make it through the day without their coffee. People chugging their energy drinks, drugs, etc… I can’t wrap my head around it. I don’t drink coffee, alcohol, no drug use, and little sugar intake. Don’t want to risk needing it just to get by.
Homie you are wound up as hell. I’d much rather see an empathetic interaction. I wish the best for ya.