Thoughts2 (a thing I didn't post earlier)

Just smoked a bowl
My mind is numb
Clear
But in a bit of disorder

Watching TV while high is interesting
You can really tell what people are feeling
You can tell when a person is faking
When they're hiding something
Sometimes you know what they're going to say
Before
They

My mouth is dry
I have the stale taste of cigarettes in the back of my throat

As I type this on my phone I wonder
How many people that glance over this little piece of shit
This little journal entry
Truly
Give
A fuck

I know I don't

This visit to Indy has been amazing
It gives me a feel for how things could be
How things might be

I wonder if when I'm out living on my own, will it be like this?

I hope so