Submitted by highninja on Tue, 01/24/2012 - 7:25pm
Seashells would make great pipes/bongs.
What if we were our own shadows and our shadows were our flat reflections.
Our minds thoughts are so vast, just like the universe itself. I'm suprised my brain is still in one piece with all this shit crammed in it.
When it rains, things seem to smell like rain outside. I wonder what sunny days smell like