All I Am. All I Have. Is Words.

 and a pack of juicy wraps. .

lick it 

leaf it

crack it

gut.

roll it

spark it

pass it 

puff.

inhale

hold.

cough.

repeat.

adventure time;

soap box philosophy

red stop signs

paranoid-

matching eyes

heavy lids

indica blends

couch locked 

bong cough

breaking ice with smoke

as stoners go

breaking bread with doritos 

shotties

grenades

and in between

fuck pirates.

its a stoners life for me.