Going to get my fix, then I’m going to go check on my ants.
Hang tight fucker 👍
Maybe I’ll talk to them today, I don’t know. A minute to me is a thousand years to them, we haven’t spoken since I knocked on their house.
It might be your life’s work to look around and decide what you care about.
🤔🤔🤔🤔
It’s not much.
And it’s def not you. .👍
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doo-Wop sharan…
I bet somebody’s going to come through, I bet he’s going to hit them with a weed eater, maybe pour some chemicals on them…
I should save them.
I should get a bucket with a lid, and I should save my ants…
We’ve become so close…
I could live in my car, if I had to, I’ve done it before.
But I actually have stuff now,,
Not a lot of room for guitar pedals 😕
People love this, people love that..
I like the ants.
And originality.
And SECRET originality.
I like lights that cover themselves with bushels, so that nobody sees.
You have a lot more power, being invisible.
I say it is and it’s true..
You don’t even need bullets.
With or without names on them.
So you get to walk around with a pocketful of blank bullets and a sharpie.
You just have to be able to write really really small.
If you need to.
Which you shouldn’t.
I like a soda with my medicine.
Other than that, I’ve pretty much gotten away from all soda.
But something about the bubbles and the sweetness just clears the pallet, washes that bitterness down.
Shhhh.
It’s a secret..
I only tell you and the ants.
Can’t do it forever, and sincerely worried about psychotropic medication. Taking away your hands or making you think funny ways.
S*** that isn’t real.
dawn 