kayaks, mountains, and daydreams
kayaks, mountains, and daydreams

ok. so i hid my weed in my tent bag, which i shoved into the corner of our garage. 

and my dad came inside today and said we needed to “talk about camping stuff”

and i legit thought i was having a heart attack… then he just wanted to see if i had a sleeping bag our neighbor could borrow………….!?!??? 

not cool

omg

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