Hey, what are you doing out here? You're thinking about everything, aren't you? I know it’s crazy, just don't think of it like that. Nothing has to mean anything. Come on, come back inside.
just remembered when i was in church as a young child and referred to the confession booth as a glory hole. now that i look back on it, aren’t they synonyms?
Happy 420 to those who smoked weed every single day in high school but now cannot take a hit without experiencing schizoaffective delusions 💖 you are seen