Yeah let everyone praise you. They don’t know who you are.
"Note to self: every time you were convinced you couldn’t go on, you did."
-(107/365) by (DS)
The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night. He’s all alone; some things will never change.
"My wants are simple: a job that I like and a girl whom I love."
-Something Borrowed (via blackbruise)
Its artichoke. No one pronounces it otherwise x’D