i should be packing. but instead. this.
fuck! japan! woah.
just once in my life i would like to wash a load of dark clothing without forgetting a kleenex in a pocket. white lint is the name of my game. also, i'm sick of fakeness. i'm really only interested in authenticity in my experiences. if you put it out there that you'd like to hang out with me or be my friend or have some kind of personal interaction with me, i expect it to be for real. otherwise, what's the point? who has time for bullshit?
breathe in light
shine brightly
breathe out love
2 comments:
"who has time for bullshit?"
Not me, Hank McGee!
absofuckinlutely!!!
Post a Comment