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Research

weed

pen

nunchaku

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Am a pretty girl

Had good dinner

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Sad news

KMy hand is tooo big to light my nice cantle

Mt hNd is too big to

Light

MY candle.

Videogmme

Reblogged

The after breakfast prayer

One dip of a cookie

Into my hot tea or coffee

Is good enough for me

Reblogged

Art is an incurable virus

that spreads among people.

Once we get infected,

there is no turning back.

It is for life.

A cum rainbow

has shot across the room

Reblogged swordoftheberserkgutsrage

And some weed

Reblogged delmondo

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“Scape”

Dear vape

you’re quick escape

from the stress, you’ll scrape

although my lungs aren’t in shape

soon my life will become a video tape

unless I instead get addicted to a grape

yet you’re still my hero, only without a cape

my vape…

This weed smells like ants rats

What if we gave

the smartest monkeys

infinite weapons?

Maybe one day

they'll let me play

with the other girls

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My cat

Gets up on the thing

But he can't have any

Sometimes

he sits

like a tempura shrimp and

sometimes

when he gets the mouse

he rubs it on his

big ol handsome cheeks.

I went on one date with a girl in this cemetery.

My weed was too strong for her.

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