Saturday, December 26, 2015

Get warm and smoke weed


I'm back.

Are you okay, farmboy? I've been worried about you. A lot. 

I'm here. And I'm at home. And, right now, that's all that matters. It was the worst fuckin' time ever, man. It was confusing and I thought a lot about suicide. But I just got back and I just want to get warm and smoke weed.

So I hope you don't mind. I'll call you tomorrow.

Sure, farmboy. But are you...

I'm home. Right now, that's what I need.


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