Sunday, January 20, 2013

don't even know what day it is

gave pack of american spirits away tonight. wtf.
shit's bad for me.

breakfast in sebastopol; lunch at beach with rocks with holes; dinner in the castro. 

friends' words today:
go slow (fela kuti via instagram)
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it is what it is
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i miss all of you

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