"How was school?" My mom asked trying to kill the awkward silence that sat between us.
"Good." I dryly replied as I thought about the stuff that had really happened that I didnt want to tell her about. The arguements, fights, trip and falls that happened that day.
Thats what happens when you dont have a good relationship with your parents. Your life gets all fucked up. I walked upstairs to my room and got the tray from under my bed with the pre-rolled blunt just sitting there, its been calling me all day.
I let up the window as I slowly took in the smoke and let the drugs take over my body.
Inhale
Exhale
Inhale
I continued until there was nothing but a little nub there. I got in bed and looked through Instagram and Kik. Same boring ass shit so I sunk down into the sheets and went to sleep.