i won't stop until you're by my side, counting down the seconds until our ribs collide. i believe in a long, prolonged derangement of the senses to attain the unknown. although, i live in the subconscious, our pale reason hides the infinite from us.
smoke weed like its oxygen.
i've reached enlightenment.
MOST DOPE.
i’ll buy your weed & the lighter, but i’m not your bitch.
the ferguson after-prom party was fucking badass. smoked so much, rolled hard as fuck and drank like a mofo. i’m pretty satisfied to say that i’m ready to double drop. my pussy stomach has leveled up and i’m at the same level that i was in last year. woo! and i’m also talking to some perfect bitch. omfg.
