Diary of a stoner youth

Diary 1.

It feels like my head is pounding but not with a headache. It is numbed so much to the point where it's music. My heart beat can be felt so easily through my chest. My senses are so enhanced but reactions are slow but my mind is moving faster than my body ever could. The whole week has been fueling this point with hit after hit straight to the lungs. This unbeatable feeling of being calm for once in a world where a calm time hardly exists. The world is asleep and you're awake it feels enlightening to be in this state. This is my first entry of a diary that shall be posted every now and then. To express this state of mind through the beauty of words. People look down on us too much in this world of poverty and crime. But now it's on hold. I feel this way off of a good thing that has been made evil. Evil will only reign when people continue to misunderstand it's goods.