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What a goddamn beautiful day. I wish I could have spent it with you.
I really want to be somewhere tropical... naked, getting tan, smoking a spliff, sippin on a margarita, chillen with my babe while he plucks a ukelele.
I haven't hung out with kari june or brianna in the days. :[ my baby girl kari found love and i get to really really meet her boyfriend tonight, instead of pissing all over his kitchen floor.
I work full time now. I like my job. I like the people I work with. I like being able to smoke pot before and during work. I like that kind of got promoted, to the paperchase supervisor.
When I was living alone, happy, and having sex every morning I looked so much healthier. I actually wanted to look in the mirror. I really fucking glowed. I feel so dull now. My eyes, my skin. Blech. Also, what's up with none of my clothes fitting right? I should learn how to take in my clothes. I bought this little hand held sewing device, but I have yet to use it.
Vaporizing=the best thing since sliced bread. My cough is gone. I get stoned. It's a nice clean high. Now hitting the bong is a treat to myself. I like it that way.
I'm going to get stoned on the 2nd story roof listening to sit down stand up because the breeze outside, its that kind of breeze that makes my tummy drop out my asshole, always takes the words outta my mouth when i try to talk about it. I'm insignificant and I love windchimes and when I move out I HAVE to have my own private balcony or tears will fall from these two blue eyes.
I really want to be somewhere tropical... naked, getting tan, smoking a spliff, sippin on a margarita, chillen with my babe while he plucks a ukelele.
I haven't hung out with kari june or brianna in the days. :[ my baby girl kari found love and i get to really really meet her boyfriend tonight, instead of pissing all over his kitchen floor.
I work full time now. I like my job. I like the people I work with. I like being able to smoke pot before and during work. I like that kind of got promoted, to the paperchase supervisor.
When I was living alone, happy, and having sex every morning I looked so much healthier. I actually wanted to look in the mirror. I really fucking glowed. I feel so dull now. My eyes, my skin. Blech. Also, what's up with none of my clothes fitting right? I should learn how to take in my clothes. I bought this little hand held sewing device, but I have yet to use it.
Vaporizing=the best thing since sliced bread. My cough is gone. I get stoned. It's a nice clean high. Now hitting the bong is a treat to myself. I like it that way.
I'm going to get stoned on the 2nd story roof listening to sit down stand up because the breeze outside, its that kind of breeze that makes my tummy drop out my asshole, always takes the words outta my mouth when i try to talk about it. I'm insignificant and I love windchimes and when I move out I HAVE to have my own private balcony or tears will fall from these two blue eyes.