so i made him smoke a joint last night. it literally took me 2 seconds to roll the guy. i wasn’t feeling very good, while walking to the car i was freezing. I didn’t eat anything at dinner (because mark fucking winders was staring at me) and I was also freezing. So we get to the car, I drive to castle rock. by the way I might have been showing off a little with my stick shift skills, never hurt anyone tight? yet…  so we went to castle rock. (its probably around 6 or 7 so it’s dark) we climbed the rock and got the the cool part. at the point.. im just wondering why we didn’t smoke the fucking thing inSIDE the car. but he wanted to go outside and i politely obliged. So here we are, lying on top of each other smoking a joint on a cold rock in the middle of winter……. right next to the water. I we made out for a while, but i mostly enjoyed the fact I got Sean to smoke. WOOO. 

so it got colder, and ryley started to bitch because of his arm and the cold rock i was laying on. So we went back to the car and drove to the deveraux beach. We finished the joint… and i’m not gonna tell you what else happened. So we eventually moved to the lighthouse and walked around. then drove back to school. 

The best part was he looked SO STONED. and some of his friends saw. and his worst night mare DIDN’T happen. they laughed and said encouraging words of goodness. I wasn’t there, but he told me all this. So i get back to his room maybe an hour later after i changed the bandage on my arm and cleaned up. He’s MOWING down on cheerios and chugging gator aid. munchies. i was dying. i’ve never seen sean stoned, nor have ever been than baked around him either. So I crawled into bed and we passed out until 2am when my arm started to throb again. i went back to my room so he could sleep sleep. 

Pretty good valentines day if you ask me.