A transparent dream against occasional sighs, you awake in scattered media of thought and relevance
Tomorrow is 4:20. I can't wait. I shall be so stoned that the whole world will blend and mix into a creative cavern of wishy-washy emotions and mind-bending visuals. Everytime I sense this feeling start to dispurse, I will light it up again, no matter where I may be. I will be high all day, starting at 12:00 tonight and ending sometime thursday.
Too many days have been left unstoned. So if you don't mind happiness, or how pleasure feels in the sun, call me anytime tomorrow and we shall blaze one or more up.
Too many days have been left unstoned. So if you don't mind happiness, or how pleasure feels in the sun, call me anytime tomorrow and we shall blaze one or more up.