it’s not mutual…
i like galen and also no one
RDGB on Flickr.
read it and weep. real talk. a pure soul, a man i call a dear friend! 2008, down by the river.
this kindred soul is coming over after work, &i can not wait to drink our 40s, smoke and reflect on life — the usual. i need my friends around to remind me of who i am because i can’t trust myself right now….my heart and mind are battling it out for best in show. this last week has left a damper on my intuition, on what i see as real and what i hope isn’t….stay real. i can’t remember anything without you…
it’s not mutual…
i like galen and also no one
Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don’t know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence…
yesterday was really wonderful
sun, hookah, cuddling, forest exploring, the beach, train tracks, meadows, weed, rope swings, tree climbing, sun, sun, sun, beautiful people, perfect everything