i hope noone i know reads this. i dont give my address out for the very fact that i can be specific. I am all that i could ever dream. i am the reason that black hippies are great to have as a ideal role model
follow me down this twisted decripit road
the gravel like the plot has long since unfoiled
sitting under a tree waiting for levo with thoughts of enlightenment
not quite the center of thought
but im trying
i light another blunt because
sometime i feel like crying
i feel like dying
yet these two maybe the same to the man to cool to express nything but pain
its all gravy if i need to save thee a should as long as it is mine
i have no problem lending in kind
however for me, just get me fucked up thats the way to deal with distress
drink it awy untill the drinking becomes the stray hair that wont stay under you cap as the wind blows you in directions you didnt mean to go.
No matter just go with the flow.