FINDING GRASS IS MY ESCAPE FROM THE CITY. MY ESCAPE FROM THE 'GROWN UP' WORLD. WHERE I CAN BE IMMATURE AGAIN

GRASS IS WHERE I CHILL WITH MY FELLOW BANGERS

GRASS IS WHERE I GET AWAY FROM THE CROWDS TO CALL MY B.F.F WHO COULDNT AFFORD TO COME

GRASS IS MY OUTSIDE, AWAY FROM THE SWEATY DANCERS, PLEASE PISS OFF AND LEAVE ME TO COOL DOWN

GRASS IS MY CHANCE TO BE AN INDIVIDUAL. TO BE NOTICED. TO BE ME.

<3 GRASS. MY ESCAPE FROM THE CONCRETE JUNGLE.
(all photos by neonsleep as per.)
1 comment:
yes!!! finally i made it onto this blog...that hand pointing at gemmas meat is totes mine
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