being stoned can ruin a lot of things....
i had this awesome story lined up....
it was true...
and i got a lot off my chest....
but...fuck it....
here are the pics and vids i tried to post...thats if can remember in my stoned stupor........
anddddddd.........i will try to remember some dialogue...
dead wilted and popping up everywhere lately
she use to make me pull over to pick sunflowers when we dated in highschool...
she liked them cause they are weeds, and i guess weeds had carried bad connotations ....
i ran into her a couple of years ago, and we started hanging out again...
we were making friends for the second time...smoking pot and talking about old times and what we had been up to...
but her intoxicated recklessness on the san antonio highway killed herself....
pictures are from, like three months before she died...
....
i remember trying to stuff as many sun flower seeds into my cheeks as i could when i was little...probably this little:
my brother was a pudgy kid...now he is uh huge buff track like athlete looking muva fucka.....
i love him dearly...i need to visit...
a lot of sleep overs and hanging out with this one....
she has a dead wilted sunflower on her arm to remind her of an ex....
she is leaving in october for oakland....
and it seems like i dont even care...
but i do....a lot....
supppppppppppper old pic....
that was a fun night.....
i can't believe my hair....
you know the drunk jam out nights with close friends in your dad's hunting/poker room....
yeah...it was one of those..
you guys getting tired of ariel pink?? i dont think i am...
and check out antelope if you havent...cause dey gueddd! gued gued gued!
so today i am cleaning my bong earlier and a dead sunflower comes out of it....
what the fuck is happening to me....
apparently i have been ripping this bong with this flower/weed in it....
i will be ok...i am just stoned
but...
i like patterns...
vayos con dios!
i had this awesome story lined up....
it was true...
and i got a lot off my chest....
but...fuck it....
here are the pics and vids i tried to post...thats if can remember in my stoned stupor........
anddddddd.........i will try to remember some dialogue...
dead wilted and popping up everywhere lately
she use to make me pull over to pick sunflowers when we dated in highschool...
she liked them cause they are weeds, and i guess weeds had carried bad connotations ....
i ran into her a couple of years ago, and we started hanging out again...
we were making friends for the second time...smoking pot and talking about old times and what we had been up to...
but her intoxicated recklessness on the san antonio highway killed herself....
pictures are from, like three months before she died...
....
i remember trying to stuff as many sun flower seeds into my cheeks as i could when i was little...probably this little:
my brother was a pudgy kid...now he is uh huge buff track like athlete looking muva fucka.....
i love him dearly...i need to visit...
a lot of sleep overs and hanging out with this one....
she has a dead wilted sunflower on her arm to remind her of an ex....
she is leaving in october for oakland....
and it seems like i dont even care...
but i do....a lot....
supppppppppppper old pic....
that was a fun night.....
i can't believe my hair....
you know the drunk jam out nights with close friends in your dad's hunting/poker room....
yeah...it was one of those..
you guys getting tired of ariel pink?? i dont think i am...
and check out antelope if you havent...cause dey gueddd! gued gued gued!
so today i am cleaning my bong earlier and a dead sunflower comes out of it....
what the fuck is happening to me....
apparently i have been ripping this bong with this flower/weed in it....
i will be ok...i am just stoned
but...
i like patterns...
vayos con dios!
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