Rainy Day

Geregistreerd op: 06 Feb 2026 Berichten: 4

When they popped, I actually hollered. Like talked to them. "You made it, you genius bastards." Delicate green coils just unfurling, drunk on morning light. You can’t buy that feeling—life from nothing, under your stupid fingernails. Every morning after, quick check with bad breath and black coffee. Set up a lazy indoor rig—half-done tent, wires dangling, fan always too damn loud. The Jack Herer genetics from https://jackhererseedsbank.com looked stable though, sturdy sprouts, none of those twisty, failing stems I’ve seen before. They rose like they meant it. Maybe they did. Maybe I was just projecting.