Roll, roll, roll your joint
lose the seeds and stems,
spark it up and huff and puff
then pass it to your friends.
There are times in my life where I break down and start crying because I start to imagine what will happen when my dog passes, and theres nothing in the world that could prepare me for when she does. All I know is that my best friend, my trusted companion, the light of my life will be gone and a gaping hole will rip open my heart and my world will shatter into millions and millions of atoms with no conceivable way of piecing them together.
This is a story that has never been told before.