and still thinking about her

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when the clock strikes noon, drinking commences. hello summer.

a.k.a. Skipper

Is what we’re serving. It’s candy.

and despite the distractions, i literally cannot stop thinking about her. time to make another fucked up attempt at finally winning her. after all, what are throwed thursdays for if not this.

i just smoked. and then went drifting with a friend. i’ve never really been drifting before.