He was in a different home. He could walk but was very mentally disoriented. And he showed me his new bunk that was decorated in Hawaiian floral blankets. Its like him entering this other world, which I know he's ready for. He's been more than ready for over 10 years. I woke up tearlessly sobbing. Which is weird.
A young man just gave up his spot for an elderly woman. That's what I like to see!! G'boy.
"I still hate my music, it's all the same. When it drips like moisture my head just hangs. And I hate myself man but who's to blame? I guess im just fucked up, or too insane."
Today, it was a good day.
A day with warm candied almonds is always a good day.
Ventured to the farmer's market with bb.
We dodged rival gang members and enjoyed our treats in Pershing Square.
Today we say goodbye to our beloved shopping cart "Brittany" or "Patrick". We hadn't even decided on a name yet! Triste dia. RIP.
Checkout this American bad ass that stood in front of me.
Happy humpday BTCHZ!
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