hoen tbf on my way there i was worrying if he would lace my joint and decided it was safer logistically to go for the half smoked than a brand new one he had rolled
Lately, every evening at around 6:30/7, I'll pop outside and take a little evening stroll around my neighborhood whilst enjoying no more and no less than one half of a marijuana cigarette. It's the perfect amount and I find myself overwhelmed with appreciation for the life I live and the city I live in. This is exceptionally delightful in crisp, autumn air.
crush texted me and i said hell yeah nigga we up really loud and i saw my supervisor look very taken aback but i luckily have my camera off so iโm gonna lie and blame my brother
