its funny how you said that spend their last 10 bucks on it and get home on fumes... as my bestfriend i lived with did this everyday and would lie to get money from his mom for gas then come home on fumes and say there is a gas leak... always felt like i was killing myself or doing real harm when i smoked it but when i was trying to quit was when i lived with him and he always had me smoking more, or he would smoke it around me and i would give in, finally away from both and the damage feels permanent... i could smoke a whole OZ easily and could outsmoke all my friends... now i smoke a blunt and flip out, i get soo high i cant stand myself and have all kinds of mini freakouts and panic attacks ontop of all kinds of irrational thoughts, its the legal high all over again... its like i cant escape it sober or high, im just not the person i used to be... sad to say that cause im only 20 and already have so many problems... im ready to die, become a zombie, or killed in some martial law struggle, because my life isnt looking too bright or very lengthy... right now 27 seems like an achievement