[[MORE]] My little toast baby is dead. I feel shaky and fucking numb. RIP rattie baby. Wish I was there.
Rainy california days. To do: -More black tea. -drill holes in things so other things can go inside the things. -smoke all the cigarettes under the tiny boat. -dance in puddles. -Probably more tea.
I wish I had a camera so I could post all the new creationsssssssss.
sssupercovennn said: interwebby hugs and doomy love. The best kind of love! <333
Sadness and fucking rage.
lazyhawk said: fuckin cuuuute. see you at HWF if not sooner! Yesyesyes! Probs gonna be stopping in MTL en route!
drunkendumbshow said: yay hwf3 is going to be the best time. Too stoked!
I can’t wait to watch weird but sometimes sexy movies and cuddle with babes and ride my bike and go vending in kensington and have fires in the quarry and see all the ratty babies and the puppy babies and dumpster the super fresh and give people weird shit I’ve found for them and to smoke shotties in scarborough and walk along the tracks and live with all the rad friends and then go to...
So. My weed intake over the past couple months has drastically been reduced. And I don’t like it. I’ve started having really fucked up realistic dreams again, waking up in cold sweats, being generally more agitated/anxious. It’s really uncomfortable and I can’t really walk right now so I can’t even go out to get stoned, I have to hide it from people when I am...
I cut my toe open on a trampoline yesterday. Now I have a wicked limp. (and a hangover) fuck this.