Story time – First Time Smoking Weed
“When you smoke the herb, it reveals you to yourself.” – Bob Marley
Bob Marley is a true inspiration. His music and his words are like the guide to a good life; but honestly when I smoked the herb the only thing that was revealed to me was the fact that I was fucking horny and that pancakes tastes a million times better.
Okay so I guess you’re all probably wondering how the fuck things went down with my first experience with weed 🤔
It was a long long longggg time ago… okay let me stop 😂 It wasn’t that long ago.
It was a few months ago I don’t quite remember the exact date, but I wanted to do something bad ass. If you’d like to know a little about me I am a person who constantly goes in and out of depression, and when feeling depressed and down in order to move the fuck on I have to do something crazy to feel more alive, because if not I’d just start thinking of killing myself. Anyways back to the story, so I wanted to do something bad ass.
Now a lot of people around me have smoked weed, gotten high, and told me they loved it. (Those people being my older sister, mother, and school friends) so I was like, I mean why not give it a try. I’m 18 and my mom said as long as I don’t get caught do whatever the fuck I want. (I didn’t know if she meant caught by her or caught by the authorities.) Nevertheless I just really wanted to try it, to feel good and shit like they all said it makes you feel. I mean everywhere they tell you weed is fucking amazing as fuck and I’m like darn it I’m missing out on this shit.
I tell my boyfriend about how badly I wanted to try it and after begging for a full straight day he finally agrees to let me try it. He has an uncle who’s a druggie so with no other option I gave my boyfriend $15 for a dime bag, and a Dutch Master.
I rushed over after school to my boyfriend’s house. His uncle got the stuff for me and in the staircase of his building with a racing heart I attempted to roll my first blunt. It sucked it looked like shit. My older sister was dying laughing at my failed attempt. It still worked though, I think if I had more time I’d be able to roll it better but with my panicky boyfriend and my own panicky heart it was the best I could do.
I took the first hit, and it was nothing so I put it out and texted my sister. I was like wtf it’s not working for me, she was like wtf you’re supposed to use the whole thing. I was like but mommy only takes 2 puffs and calls it a day. She was like just do it, so my boyfriend and I went to a nearby park to smoke the rest. I inhaled it really strongly and I started coughing odee I was like wtf so this is how I die right. I was coughing hysterically, and my boyfriend was asking me if I was okay, I was smiling through my watery eyes like yeah totally fine I swear my face was looking like this:
Nothing happened and I was pretty disappointed (especially since I almost died from that hit) so I threw it out and was like 101% sure I was just intolerant to weed.
Fast forwarding: I asked my younger sister to get weed because I wanted to try it again. I wasn’t speaking to my boyfriend at that time so I couldn’t get it from his uncle. My younger sister got it from this guy in her class. He rolled the blunt for us. She wanted to try with me. So we get home we try it, another fail the shit fell apart and my moms lighter stopped working so I unrolled the joint put the rest of it in a ziplock bag and saved it. We tried it again a few days later after remembering my older sister left her bong here, I got a little buzzed but it wore off in an hour and wasn’t that crazy… so here we are at the point where I really got fucked up!
I was you know going through my depression feelings, being all suicidal and shit because if you haven’t noticed.. I fucking hate school!! You can read about that here. So for the first time in my “miss goody two shoes” life I skipped class to go to my boyfriend’s house and get high like a plane.
I packed my bag with my laptop my sister’s bong and the scraps of weed I had left from the other attempts and went off. I was so nervous and paranoid I felt like everyone knew I had weed on me and it smelled like it everywhere I went. I was also scared because the train station near me and also near my boyfriend’s house has cops who sometimes set up to check bags. I was praying to God not to get caught and thank God I didn’t.
So I told my boyfriend hey look we can do it in the staircase cause I don’t want your mom to notice. He goes no let’s do it here (I swear he makes things a hundred and seventeen percent more difficult than it needs to be) so I set up everything he lights me up and I start taking hits, his mom yells from the hallway, you burning something in there. I’m like: oh. my. fuck. I coughing hysterically I can’t even talk right and he starts spraying the room with so much cologne so I’m basically dead.
I hurry and put everything away, already feeling buzzed and shit and then I looked up things to watch when high; and guys I swear watch this video while you’re high, you won’t regret it and you’ll love me forever. Click here to watch.
Anyways, I blacked out like so many times, I kept asking my boyfriend if I took a nap cause shit started to feel like what happened occurred hours ago. I remember listening to a video and I couldn’t remember if I was watching it or not but I remember all the words cause my boyfriend showed it to me again that night.
I don’t know wtf happened but I saw a plate on the bed and it had a pancake in it, I ate that shit. I devoured that shit it was so fucking good, it has to be the best thing I’ve ever eaten.
I remember dancing and feeling good about dancing. I remember telling my boyfriend how fucking hot he looked and omg everything really felt so much better like the way he touched me felt amazing. It was a good time.
So this is my experience:
My eyes didn’t turn red but they were squinty
I was so fucking thirsty the whole time, I ate gum and couldn’t feel it in my mouth, my chewing was really loud when I ate the pancake and I wasn’t embarrassed.
My boyfriend was like 3D, everything around him was a blur he was my focus. It was like wearing really cool glasses that made you see everything enhanced.
I was laughing. A lot.
When my boyfriend kissed me I felt amazing like warm all over, it felt like the first time he kissed me all over again.
I also had an amazing orgasm that day cause we did a little something something if you know what I mean 😏
I was fucking horny the whole time, I couldn’t keep my hands off my man.
Basically all my senses were enhanced, music touched my motha fucking soul!
So my thoughts on all of this?: I honestly didn’t really like it but I didn’t hate it either. I just was really really high and frustrated that I couldn’t shake myself up. I felt too vulnerable and felt like I had no control.
Would I try it again?: I would, because it makes your orgasms more intense and it makes food taste hella good and it loosens me up a little.
So that’s it for my first experience with weed. Here are some questions I have for you guys:
Does the herb revel you to yourself? Have you tried it before? How was your experience with this? If not would you try it?
Thank you for reading <3 ; please feel free to leave your thoughts and/or experiences with this herb. I’d love to read them.