So a few months ago I posted on here about my boyfriend smoking weed and that I haven't done it and it wasn't in my agenda and I was pretty against it. Well I am kind of a wild child and it kept bothering me because I was curious about it and wondered why he liked it. He's been doing it since 15 and he's 32 now. I told him I wanted to try it a few weeks ago. He didn't pressure me and told me that's a decision I'd have to make. Anyways I tried it a few weeks ago and freaked out the first time. It was horrible and he held me the entire two hours. I tried it again and it was more calming and less miserable. Anyways we'll last night we had planned on doing it again (4th time in my life & im 29 btw) so before we get home to do it we stop at the arts and crafts store and grab some food. We got these huge Halloween heads to paint. His was Frankenstein and mine a jack o latter kitty last night I spent 3 hours high and painted with him. It was romantic and sweet and relaxing. Sorry I have no one I can really tell my secrets to but I thought it was one of the greatest things and being high just intensified the feeling and concentration to make my pumpkin kitty super cool. So what do you guys think? Romantic? I'll have to take pics tomorrow when I see him again. 😝😋

UPDATE: here is a picture 😋