The moment everything becomes a smiley face. Judgement like everything is okay. Everything is okay. But missing some leaves, okay. And why is the air conditioner even on at this point? As if our bodies aren’t taking care of the cool-down with every last bit of sweat there is to offer. Then-some. Brains like that station on old-time television slipping off the side of the screen diagonally, only to repurpose itself, but then slide off again. Continuously. A Zero Grow of 100% Og mush. Come thru:
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