Could you share whatever you took to get high enough to speak so boldly while being so ill-informed?
I went out, a short trip, many hours long. I am avoiding being at home, but I am avoiding my feelings. Those feelings had no regard for the freedom and in the safety of their space, they came at full force.
The choice was between a pack including 3 White, 3 Fiesta, 3 Gold, and 3 Rosa (only the gold and rosa I would like), and a pack including 6 Paradise and 6 Watermelon. I chose the latter.
It’s atrocious. Tastes like the hint of sweetness passed over the death mouthfeel that is carbonated water, with an air of watermelon candy smell on the back end.
Gross.
At least I would have been okay with the white, and maybe I would have liked Fiesta.
Sometimes we make the wrong decision, it’s okay.