Jun 23, 2007 21:45
talk to me.
breath in my hair.
warm smoke and soft skin.
my apartment is lonely at night.
i need my baby osiris.
i can see him on thursday.
and im so excited.
i cant stop eating poorly.
still im doing well.
pretty pleased with the life im living these days.
ive got four sprouts.
cute little dudes.
twitch thin grow and numb my mind for free.
california brought home the way it ought to be.
on an entirely new note ive started watching tv again.
and i have to say i can not stand the anti smoking commercials these days.
whether it be marijuana or tobacco theyre equally pointless.
save for truth commercials which just seem to have the right amount of additude.
but seriously this little crayon drawn piece of shit commercial where the alien wins over the pot heads girlfriend by refusing a toke makes me want to vomit out a better commercial which would no doubt be greatly influenced by tetrahydrocannabinol.
even worse are these dont pass gas take it outside commercials. i cant stand them. an absolute mess of bullshit.
the world today.
tisk tisk tick tock tick