But a friend with weed is better.

I moved to San Francisco a few days ago. It’s been traumatic. I love it here but I just feel like I’m still in shock from being so far from everything I know. It has been really fun exploring the city and chillin’ with my roommates, and every person I’ve met has been great. It’s weird adjusting to how often people engage in interactions with me without being provoked. It feels like everyone is just happy to be here and to meet new people. The ganja, as I have learned quickly, is the ultimate unifier here… And some wine.

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I can’t stop crying today.

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Beautiful.

Pretty much how I got my last haircut

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Adjusting to SF is hard. (Taken with instagram)

So what did you do those three days you were dead, because this problem’s gonna last more than the weekend.

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The storm is coming.

Mah puppy! (Taken with instagram)

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