Saturday, April 9, 2011


I like everything about drugs except addiction and the fact that I feel like a potato. I like to drink (can't you tell by this post?) and I like MaryJane (remember, good sex has to be awfully good to be better than any kind of sex on grass), just haven't had any in a while. Oh sweet mother of pearl! MJ not sex!

I'm looking through the blinds at some strange car parked out front. Maybe I should flush all my crap. NO! It's gone.

I once sat stoned in the Rock Chalk Cafe. On acid. 
"Sunglasses or beads, man. You can't have both."
I could see to the very core of human...something.
"Give me the beads man, give me the beads."

I know you're out there. Watching.

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