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i smoke **** from time to time it takes off the stress the stress of trying the stress of waiting the stress of expecting but at times my head seems to compress, like the media around a corrupt member of congress like the callused grip of a bodybuilder on an etched dumbbell like scrap metal in the claws of a machine like the walls slowly closing in on the random superhero blood pressure builds as my veins throb my sanity robbed my thoughts lobbed but new thoughts replace the others like THC with the pride a child once gave his mother I have entered a new reality evolved in spirituality although i have left behind compatibility of being i have new ways of seeing a visionary this vision is airy i am fatigued i am fatigued time to hit another bowl time to let anxiety harness my soul let anxiety cloak me but i shall not let it devour me whole spontaneous thoughts and entropic actions but when i rely on my sole self is when i reach true satisfaction. with the high i lose all traction with sobriety i gain much love and attraction but sometimes it's nice to go off the road into unknown terrain because unknown terrain may be a new road to discover on its own I like sobriety and being high i highly enjoy being sober being high is ludicrous but then again i'd be a fool to say i wasn't crazy
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Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 3:19 AM UTC
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i smoke **** from time to time it takes off the stress the stress of trying the stress of waiting the stress of expecting but at times my head seems to compress, like the media around a corrupt member of congress like the callused grip of a bodybuilder on an etched dumbbell like scrap metal in the claws of a machine like the walls slowly closing in on the random superhero blood pressure builds as my veins throb my sanity robbed my thoughts lobbed but new thoughts replace the others like THC with the pride a child once gave his mother I have entered a new reality evolved in spirituality although i have left behind compatibility of being i have new ways of seeing a visionary this vision is airy i am fatigued i am fatigued time to hit another bowl time to let anxiety harness my soul let anxiety cloak me but i shall not let it devour me whole spontaneous thoughts and entropic actions but when i rely on my sole self is when i reach true satisfaction. with the high i lose all traction with sobriety i gain much love and attraction but sometimes it's nice to go off the road into unknown terrain because unknown terrain may be a new road to discover on its own I like sobriety and being high i highly enjoy being sober being high is ludicrous but then again i'd be a fool to say i wasn't crazy
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23/Two-Spirit/volcano fun land
Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 3:19 AM UTC
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