I don't care how high this girl is. I want to have sex with her and have her keep talking afterwards. After the sex.
And then when she's all talked out, I take a nap and dream about a beach with no one around but me and maybe a sea bird, looking out to sea on a sunny day.
And then I wake up and the high girl is gone, and the money in my pocket is gone, too. Ugh. I can't believe I fell for that calculating cunt.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
What Happens When You Take Acid
Labels:
Acid,
nightmare daydreams
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