All I Am. All I Have. Is Words.
But they are so much more than me.
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If i told you I was going to road trip cross country from NJ to CA (Humboldt county) with 3 cats 1 dog and a girlfriend as part of a poetry tour, would you help me?
I was thinking about setting up a charitable donation site, but would people actually donate? We need all sorts of assistance.
feedback is appreciated!
namaste!
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Because Hempcrete is energy-efficient, non-toxic and resistant to mold, insects and fire.
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Photo reblogged from well coffee is fucking awesome
“Emancipate yourself from mental slavery”
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Grey Goose.
i had a productive day.
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Ciroc Falls.
(for tobacco use only) ;)
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I’m a total lag.
I have to go to therapy now so i cant finish my damn poem.
I hate therapy.
I keep going anyway.
i’d rather be writing poetry.
whats it mean when the same bird sings the same song outside your window every day?
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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.
