I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.
Today I smoked with 16 other people. I feel like I’ve been welcomed into a new family.
Really high but wonderin if a different sperm made it to the egg would I not exist at all or would I be the same person and just look a little different??
- Me: you know grapes make my stomach hurt?
- Aunie: so why are you eating them?
- Me: because they're my favorite
- Aunie: oh okay, sometimes you just gotta let go
Ok it’s probably just because I’m high as shit but this is the most beautiful photo set