laarricca
mala junta
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inunca nos fuimos pero ahora volvimos. que no entendiste lo que te dijimos?
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laarricca · 9 years ago
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fok jullie naaieerrsss
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Timothy Leary
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laarricca · 10 years ago
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QUIEN CONTROLA TUS PUPILAS CONTROLA TU MENTE. PROGRAMA TU MENTE. CUESTIONA LA AUTORIDAD. PIENSA POR TI MISMO. CREA TU REALIDAD DESDE EL CAOS. SIEMPRE PREGUNTA POR QUE. CREA LAZOS. FILOSOFA. CONTROLA TU MENTE. DISEÑA. CREA.
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Power to the Pupil
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laarricca · 10 years ago
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More here // Thvg-canoe
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laarricca · 10 years ago
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My new watch grinder ft. Ancient Orange flowers.
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Coffee.Whiskey.Weed. 
Morning essentials.
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laarricca · 10 years ago
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my last tatto. i love you marihuana I be on it all day like my nigga Big Boi said That's the only thing that keeps me level up in my crazy head Stoned on the run run No fun if not, it's Scotty from the hate mail read Man I swear, to keep it one hundred If I ain't have it then I'd be dead My soul's been fed tonight Everything that I choose Still can't forget Grey Goose Converse covered with mixer juice And all my niggas rollin up in the booth Who got me on another one Someone please roll me another one They tell me all good things must end Well those muthafuckas ain't have this friend I keep it Always had my back, hey Marijuana had my back, my back, woah Mmmmm oh oh oh oh Never left me lonely It's gon' be ok
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