first you take a risk and hit a joint at a party, then you're getting paid $16 an hour to explain the difference between THC and THCA to a twenty something

midwest gothic is objectively cool. there has never been a midwest gothic thing that sucked totally, it is always at least a little good

grew a mustache and had to learn the hard way how yucky blowing my nose is now

filling my bong with strawberry lemonade propel

aw yeah dude come on over, been smoking this brisket for hours

(I open the fuel door of the smoker and toss in another brick of weed)

im on that fiji water pack, this shit triple filtered. make moon rocks with it, now it's diamond filtered. this shit comes in a cool bottle, endorsed by Dan Aykroyd, this shit was in Ghostbusters. we smoking ectoplasm. hit that shit and you will stay puft. this shit will curse you. rolled a blunt, called it sukuna's finger. I'm on that uh, that um, that what

why is bein quiet so much harder when im trying to be quiet

dude overwatch is kinda fucked up. like in the game they kind of acknowledge respawning but they still say stuff and act like they're legitimately killing and getting killed. imagine going on this battlefield n like there's a cute anime astronaut girl and she goes "hii! :3" n a hardlight spear gets fucking planted in her chest, i'd develop PTSD immediately

laying in bed for six hours because my body refuses to sleep is really cool and I hope it keeps happening

the market of my mind is saturated with bad ideas and brother I am one hell of a consumer