I just inhaled a whiff of some strain of weed that gave me immediate flashbacks to freshman year some dude made pot brownies but he didn’t think you needed anything other than weed butter and cocoa powder so it was just brittle cocoa weed chunks and they tasted like death
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I'm Sorry to say; I’m not free this weekend. On Friday night, I’m busy recovering from the 5 day work week. Saturday is only 45 minutes long, and on Sunday, I’m totally tied up with a series of panic attacks because Monday is literally 30 minutes away.
This is how I know love exists: one of my shoes fell off and I accidentally ran it over with a city bike and it broke so he gave me his shoes and walked barefoot















