and together we would help lung function with asthma, together
and better.
advocate health centers of uncaring
i shake my head as it's not a good idea. and get kicked in the foot.
but it's okay i laughed.
out loud
but even inner laugh because i'm holding a baby is explosive.
so much happiness in a tiny.
yizen, wisen, horizon
christopher had an argument with the guy behind the counter in this ddB3lR. he asked for butterfinger topping on his brownie sundae and guy said there was none, and christopher pointed out that the butterfinger was used as a topping on the milkshake that was being promoted all over the store
Dimensions: Power Needs: Supplies: | 2'x3'x4' Dry Ice (furnished) |
~*~*~ Dude, the sun is like that gravitational center of our solar system, man. I haven't respected the sun as a large, hot, spherical mess of gas until i really tried to envision it floating and burning in blackness or what ever the fuck space is. My concerns with the sun lay primarily on how it effects my outfit or if its too cold to eat icecream or too hot to take your icecream outside. I got kinda uncomfortable with that realization - that i really only think of the sun in terms of its instrumental value to me. The sun ain't just about whether it melts your icecream, g. It's about being fuckin huge and burning its helium core and continuing to burn even when there ain't no people to care iffn it melts my icecream or not.
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