Someone come rescue me from my own boredom. I have weed.

Netflix and chill? I prefer to call it light this and chill.

𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦

Overthinking myself into inaction is my specialty.

But-

On the roof, waiting for this blood moon to rise.

The ultimate classic.

Wh- did you expect me to have bad taste in scary movies?

Can I come over and do this.

Them’s the rules.

In my @‘s is crazy.

Why am I being personally attacked by the fyp? Literally just trying to get high enough to forget my own name, don’t piss me off.

I meditated on it and my chakras have realigned.

In movies, in terrible jokes, and in weed. [Nods. That about sums it up.]

I swear I’m not even trying to be humble or anything - maybe I do have good taste in other things and I just don’t know it yet! [Maybe because I’m high 98% of the time and operating on 1.5 brain cells. Impossible to know, really.]

And before anyone judges me for that, just know that you don’t know the risks that come with me being sober. If I speak-

Facts, /faaacts/. [Nodding my head with a chuckle.] Oh, and hats maybe? [Takes off the snapback I have on for closer examination.]

Realizing I say “respectfully” a lot for someone who wants to do very not respectful things-