I'm sitting on a loft bed in my new apartment. It doesn't quite feel like mine. It needs more dead things on the walls and steaks in the fridge. Although, there is something about the bareness that I love, it's like I'm in a hotel.
Every blog I start reading decided to stop posting the chillest shit and start asking for money... So, I'm going to do it my self, I don't need some herb to show me what's up.