March 27, 2012 4:28:05 PM EDT
"hey, man. it hurts. i know. i'll try to help you, but i'm not very good at that sort of thing. that being said, i'm feeling feelings i thought i exiled long ago, so i'm going to get high on the roof." i pull out a large bag of weed & a pack of papers. "you're welcome to join if you'd like. being as bummed as we are, we'll only feel numb." 'everything is better with a bag of weed. it eases pain, makes angry happy, & makes happy better.' (" "=talking ' '=thinking)