You Grow Flowers In My Lungs!

I LOVE YOU MARYJANE!

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Dear Maryjane, 

In my lungs used to be heartache and pain. There were only cloudy days filled with rain. Pessimistic and antisocial.  Knocking knees I feel so loco. Inhale… Exhale.. They tell me to just breathe. Choking on my insecurities, is it really only me? Lost in the crowd, i simply look out, i opened my mouth, finally speaking up. So I Inhale… then i exhale… after firing it up. The rain dries away and i feel the suns shine. A rose in my chest blooms so full and bright. Leaving me here smiling even at night. My lungs stretch to roots and begin to roam, My life is great. That’s what i was shown. I have so many opportunities. optimistic and open-minded. My destination is out there and one day i shall find it. Thank you Maryjane for being there when no one else was. Thanxx for showing me it does get better and happiness is what you make it. Thank you for being you!

Spidey’s Trip

Throw back to this beautiful bowl i used to have but time has parted us sadly. His name is Peter Parker and he was the biggest bowl i ever owned. He was always the life of the party. also slightly in this pic is my exs bong named UFO but you know who cares…

My set!

This is my set-up on my shelf! Placed on it is my mini bong Ivy Rose ft Marley my 14 mm bowl. Fresh sack of some Indica with my nighty time lavender filled wax warmer. Lastly I have a Marley Mellow Tea to put me in the bedtime mood!