high, thank you.
Edibles are the postal service of getting high. Thank you for your interest in getting high today, you'll get it when you get it.
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xxxiii. Inherently
why do we think beautiful writing means the mind is oh so poisoned?
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your mind; it is not as terrifying as it seems.
it is not mosters lurking,
nor unexplainable shadows.
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it is flowers,
and the golden hour of sunlight.
yes, yes - flowers rot, and the sun sets,
but isn’t there something so dreadfully beautiful in the feath winter brings?
in how it sweeps across the land,
for us to be reset in the spring?
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your mind is not a terrible place.
sometimes, it is terrible.
not inherently,
not at all.
only on the odd, cold occasion.
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I want to travel and speak about the places I visit, however, I want to visit the worst most deprived corners of the world. I want to visit them because they have been the least heard.
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I’m proud you’re still here
I don’t know who needs to hear this but, even if all you did this year was live when least wanted to. I’m proud of you.
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My life.
“I was raised Catholic” just translates to “I’m an atheist, but I feel kinda bad about it.”
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