A little birdy told me, "Brppp chirp chirp". I realized then that I don't speak bird.
"Days Of The Future Passed" by The Moody Blues, prepare yourself for a dream in audio.
My hands are stained with guilt, regret, and what appears to be melted chocolate. At least, I hope that's what that is.
Whoah, have I stumbled upon a new facet of Head-FI or what? Keep it coming, these insights are very welcome.
The past six hours I have spent trapped in this toilet have been torment. I am beginning to hallucinate, of little blue men and pink rabbits that seem obsessed with dry humping my legs.
Day 188 – PANIC! I’ve run out of Duct tape!
Do something about it, without duct tape you are lost!
(Fellas, please don't spam my blog)
She watches me when I sleep and protects me from the plush monsters. Yet, I do not trust those cold unmoving eyes of hers.
Yesterday never waits.
A 40 year-old Starbucks employee asked to touch my hair. Most action I've had in the past four years.