It’s a canon eos rebel.
Xs. With a 18-55 mm lens.
It’s a pretty solid piece.
It always felt good to get off work and pack a bowl.
hell, while i was a sophomore a 30 sack could easily last me a month,
well time grew on, and like fucking pepsi, it wasn’t as good as it was the first time.
now a third of my check was devoted to a substance that was illegal.
something that really hadn’t had me spinning’ in months. it was like cigarettes.
a habit, that was losing its buzz over time. its to the point where cops are pigs.
a bowl is a head change at most and most of the fun is trying to hide your red eyes and smell from whoever you’re about to around.
because. it isn’t a friendly occaision. its a must, its as essential as the shirt you out on,
face it, you can’t looked pressed. so act fly.
you’re in second, dropping the tranny when you move into a parking lot.
in your head, fast in the furious.
to the people trying to get their child with down syndrome across into a handicap van,
and nearly lose all fucking hope on the spot due to some prick in a civic? they just think, ‘wow. this guy is an asshole. not cool’
i guess it’s just not as it cool as it seems.
if you think this is an anti weed thing, you can forget about that.
the kush is rolled, and the dubs are sold.
i guess this is just a reminder i can face when i need to stop acting ilke a dumb ass.
you live in Australia?
thats so cool dudee!
i dont even know how much money that is.
i’ll convert it.






