weed, chlorine, and victory. my bed smells like i had sex with michael phelps.
I think a 5 ft pyramid of jello shots in honor of the egyptians is in order
Dental hygienist just pulled two flakes of glitter out. And asked me how i've been doing with the divorce.
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.