where the wild likes are.
to be read to the tune of music make you lose control:
this is where I keep my swag.
where the wild likes are.
there's method to my swagness
I blow like the wind.
— me
sometimes you pause at just the right moment.
smoke till i turn numb

smokingweedisadailyroutine:

its the only way not to feel brokenĀ 

smoking weed. youre doing it wrong.

“c’mon, its BONG weekend”

-creesa

kaitleeennnanaa
i forgot that going back to bennington is like crawling inside an enormous vagina for 14 weeks.

FUCKING EMOTIONAL ASS BITCHES EVERYWHERE.

apparently i have this magical ability to piss off everyone i interact with.

every day complete isolation is sounding nicer and nicer.

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