Dear Diary,
Its been an extremely long day. But as I hold the Holy-Afro in my hand, as the scented smoke swindles around from the burning end, my mind is constantly reminded of the million things I do not make time for to think about while I flutter around my days. And also the incredibly long sentences I write when I'm high...
While I'm high, listened to the tunes.
And the rest falls into place.
Its been an extremely long day. But as I hold the Holy-Afro in my hand, as the scented smoke swindles around from the burning end, my mind is constantly reminded of the million things I do not make time for to think about while I flutter around my days. And also the incredibly long sentences I write when I'm high...
While I'm high, listened to the tunes.
And the rest falls into place.
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