I touched her thighs, and death smiled. |
My name's Sofia/Papi. I smoke cigarettes and weed on the daily. I drink and do drugs occasionally. Former pill-head. I'm a slacker. I'm lazy. I'm gay. I'm straight. I walk everywhere you'll probably bump into me on the 7 or n train, or just walking around queens when I should be in school. I'm actually really smart, but my grades won't reflect this. I'm not single. Fuck all you fake bitches. I don't care about a lot of shit but its all good. |
Sublime: Smoke Two Joints
PAPI LOVES YOU.
I’m thankful for this band changing my life.
my mom always does this to get hyped for a holiday. lmao.
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott) (via quote-book)
before you say anything stfu and listen.
weed was probably the best thing that ever happened to me.
i started smoking and i am no longer a whiny little bitch.
this benefits all of us.
i started smoking with my brother and we became best friends.
this benefits all of those who know us. tell me how we couldnt even be in the same room together this day 2 years ago.
i started smoking with my mom and brother and there is a lot less yelling in the house.
must i even explain why this would be good?
My friends are a lot fucking cooler than yours and its cuz they smoke weed.
they arent all caught up with school work because they actually understand that grades dont mean shit, we’re not actually learning anything school, experience is the best teacher ever, and well basically school is bullshit! and we’re lazy so fuck that, we can do somethin better.
They don’t care about the petty shit. There’s never any drama between them while we’re high, or even while we’re sober. Aside from the fact we’re always arguing with eachother about some intellectual shit.
AND YOU KNOW WHAT IM WAY TO LAZY TO FINISH THIS
AND YES IM REALLY HIGH RIGHT NOW
AND IM MAKING MAD THANKSGIVING FOOD WITH MY MOM RIGHT NOW WHILE TALKING ABOUT NATIVE AMERICANS.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING.
AND FUCK GOD. HES NOT REAL.
sorry.
not really.