ohline
Bluelighter
That's like half a pack of cigs.
one of the very few upsides to living where i live. even the biggest, most in-demand brands here don't typically exceed 6 bucks. the cigs i smoke are about $3.50 max. so it's a bit of a trade-off.. cheaper cigs, but rampant heart disease. 'MURICA.
so every single fucking day at work i walk about to a thing under my windshield telling me to call this mother fucking psychic. this has been going on for like a month now.
best of all, her tagline is: Never fails, 99% accurate.
I have a lot of trust in people who are 100% right 99% of the time.
NSFW:

pretty goos girl, you?
you havent been around much
what gives?
glad you're doing good mang!

i've been working and am now a contributing member of society (GASP) and all that lame shit. which apparently comes with a budding social life and the money to realize how much of a girl i actually am. also it seems like anytime i read anything from the social it's just immensely depressing or whiny. do not want.
For real, what HOL said. I miss me some Ohline
click your heels three times, spark a blunt and shotgun a 211. i will be with you.
wub you fuckers.