Head Space
After that bad acid trip, Jim's not in a good fuckin' head space. He's running down the street, naked, screaming Lynyrd Skynyrd's Free Bird lyrics at the top of his damn lungs.
Not being a morning person, my head space is like London fog in a room full of sharp objects when waking up. Coffee is the only remedy. Two pots worth. 1000 mg of Caffeine to be precise. And a line of yayo.
Not being a morning person, my head space is like London fog in a room full of sharp objects when waking up. Coffee is the only remedy. Two pots worth. 1000 mg of Caffeine to be precise. And a line of yayo.
Head Space by Zaerthe November 7, 2010
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