another human being does not define my happiness. I’m in love with myself, and I don’t apologize for it. I buy myself things and make myself cheesecake at midnight. I go out and get laid, I care for other humans and share my love, but I finally love me on a completely different level. I am the source and I am just sharing with others what I give to myself daily. I can’t seem to care if this makes me selfish or vain, I just…can’t seem to….care……….E cigs are a serious invention, I am amazed that this is working and I haven’t lit up a marlboro red out of impulse yet. I’m going to dream of kissing colors and eating every kind of olive
I’m going fishing with my parents, it is absolutely wonderful outside. I’ve got this little baby one hitter of mine to ride in my pocket with me through the woods. I love you I love me I love every thing.