I don't have many good childhood memories. If my dad wasn't yelling about taxes, my brother was threatening to kill everyone. :/ In fact, a large part of my childhood I can't remember because I decided to block it out. Everything got better for me when I was 17, it just happened to be the first time I smoked weed. So for the following 7 years I blazed many pounds. Now my situation has changed and I don't get to smoke very often at all, so I drown myself in alcohol instead. Good times, good times...