1am, smoking jays and listen to Keaton Henson. Saturday nights are lovely.
Just smoked a good 3grams of extraordinary bong love and took 6 maybe 5 Valium and I’m just so content and happy and I somehow made it home and like just forever no I’m going to mix my weed up with Valium just for a nice lil pat of the back because everyone loves pats. I also acquired a box of 10 delicious macaroons. Lovely glovely safety first.