Sitting here with my windows wide open and listening to the rain, drinking chai with more rum than tea in it and topping it all off with bong rips, I am convinced that this moment is absolutely perfect, and that everything will be OK.
It's too bad the greater parts of life require sobriety, or else I'd be set.
It's too bad the greater parts of life require sobriety, or else I'd be set.
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I wish Detroit werent a cold hell.
But, we still have intoxication, at least.