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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