i love it!
i caved & bought 2 flicks for my outing tonight;
i know i shouldn’t have, but fackk - i almost know myself to well
on part of my own justification: i wanted to bring the habit down to ‘social smoking’ which would only allow me to drag on evenings like such, so i am.
But easy to hate?
possibly when we live in a microwave society? people want to see, feel, and understand results and conclusions almost instantly. to truly love someone is a process that most people don’t have the patience for. people don’t want to invest the time, sadly.
my first night alone in my first apartment.
i had no furniture, no bed, no cable, no internet.
i ate a few plain cheese sandwiches and watched a bootleg copy of “Fun with Dick & Jane” on my laptop.
i actually repeated this routine the first week i moved out.
i’m guessing your new to tumblr ?
only because i was only able to see 2 posts, either way keep it up homie
1 - A secret of mine
2 - An interest of mine
3 - A random fact
4 - A bad habit
5 - A confession
6 - What I like about you
7 - A random memory
8 - A regret
9 - If we were locked up in a room, we would…
10 - 3 things I like about myself
11 - 3 things I dislike about myself
12 - 5 of my favourite things
13 - What I think about your blog
14 - A fact about my personality
15 - A fact about my appearance
i need a much, much, much bigger memory card for my fuji
sum’n like 80GBs
… can’t wait to snap shots tonight
*does happy dance*
today’s 20 degrees out in TO.
kensington market vintage thrift shop coming very, very soon.
first time i’m actually using my pipe on the solo
outside’s mad foggy, not gonna’ lie .. i’m half creeped out , half too lazy to scroll
so i’m spoofing it out in my quarters aka my room
i think tomorrow will be my ”tbreak’’ from the herbals
i will NOT to go searching and/or purchasing weed tomorrow
smoov pipe hits.
I love being bit; like nibbled on, especially my ear lobe. omg. I love having my ass smacked & my hair yanked on. I love being slammed up against walls & having my bottom lip being bit hard nshit.
but , there’s those moments where I enjoy being held & kissed softly & cuddling. subtle things excite me.
using anything of mine and not crediting it to me….that is copyright infringement..or/and, plagirism..dont steal my shit!!
as i grew older my mind simply became more and more skeptical of what my previous “beliefs”
as of now,
i do not believe in and am completely against organized & sub divided religion.
catholicism happens to be just that …