tired and scared.
wgggggggattttttttssssss gggggggiiiiiiiiidddddddd fffffooooooorrsssssddddddd
the balloon taste..
you know that weird taste you get after blowing up a bunch of balloons. thats all I can taste right now.
“There was herpes dripping from her eyes, she was sad.”
Watching True Life: I’m Addicted to Marijuana and smoking bong.
three hours until work. coffee, pizza, uke. and then a nice six pack when I punch out.
When I was at Harvard I smoked week every day. I cheated every test and snorted...– Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)
too fucking humid to move. i have four dollars to my name, and four beers in the fridge. i’ll get high and clean.