I remember when I was able to access California dispensary grade weed from my dealer for the first time.

the only thing that can save me is either a brand new irl social network or a miracle psych med lol

you ought to be. i am at levels of depression that i have only seen at a couple horrible points in my life.

counterpoint: why doesn't the little girl just eat the big girl?

i miss the days when twelve year olds such as myself had to go out back behind the rural movie theater and blow on our RSO evap dish all day hoping the cops don't show up and send us to kid prison where we get sex raped. legalization kills motivation.

aww cute <3

while wearing dress shoes and a suit jacket and a tie for 14 an hour. and dont even think about crawling toward the hair dye aisle.

misspelled absorption in the alt text fuck my stupid emo retard life

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For 25 straight years

good bunny <3