how comes i didn’t have this on my blog already
this is what it feels like to have a depression i mean it literally feels like a monster in your body that needs to get out, one way or another
Bxtch that ain’t depression that’s possession call the damn exorcist
this one time when i was seven i thought that i could talk to trees (because i had no friends), and i use to sit by them and say things and one day i was talking to my tree friend called kevin and this girl went up to me and said “are you talking to that tree, freak!” and i started crying and hugged on to the tree, and while she was laughing one of the branches fell on the girls head, thanks kevin.
i love necks for so many reasons.
- bite them
- lick them
- kiss them
- suck on them
- smell them
- nuzzle them
- and just press your face against them and breathe in the other person
- break them
- strangle them
- slit them
- columbian necktie them
- snap them
- kick them
- and if youre a vampire you can just bite in and drink in the other person
I liked this post at first but by the end I loved this post.
I just smoked the last of my weed, pray for me
Ganja God, who art stoned as fuck in Heaven, please bless this wonderful woman in her time of need.
Bestow upon her, by your hand, a good fuckin eighth of some dank ass green.
In Cheech and Chongs names we pray, Blaze it.