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I need some help!
I wrote a guide booklet on safe psychedelic use, harm reduction, and the importance of scientific literacy — I plan to make this free or as affordable & accessible as possible.
Text alone it is currently about 45 pages, but may double with charts, graphics, etc.
I’m looking for someone proficient in Formatting & Graphics!
Preferably with experience in the zine realm for the skill of formatting a guide.
This is a volunteer project though credit will be given if desired!
Guidebook needs to be in PDF & PNG forms, but there’s literally no rush at all to get this done, no deadline, and I like to assume I’m laid back and easy to work with haha.
Reach out if interested! Thank you!
found new music today ❀˖°
my man
˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
can't belive i lve never posted ab my husband on here what
Well she's walking ❀˖°through the clouds❀˖°
With a circus mind
That's running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
And-a fairly tales
That's all she ever thinks about
꩜༄｡°Riding with the wind 𖦹༄.° ࿔:･ﾟ
When I'm sad she comes to me
With a thousand smiles
She gives to me free
"It's alright", she says
It's alright
𓇢𓆸 Take anything you want from me 𓇢𓆸
(Take anything)
Anything
༄｡° Fly on, little wing ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝
i swear it’s always george who looks miserable
some of my favorite geo photos atm
the monkees 1966☀️🌸
sharon tate at cannes film festival (1968) 🌸😔
the monkees in chicago on september 6th, 1966🎶💘
we lost sharon tate 52 years ago on this day…its extremely upsetting to know her life was cut short and the life inside her was too, i would like everyone to spread the news that tex watson is up for parole this october and we need him to stay in jail for the crimes hes committed, dont care if it was 52 years ago..you took innocent people off this earth just to start a race war. if you want to sign the petiton message me!
here’s some random photo’s of john!🖤☮️
this friendship >>>>
a young jim morrison during his college days
Zodiac incense sticks.
I feel unsteady, like my mind.
Rosé wine is sweet with such a pretty color. Every night there's a glass of it on the table accompanying me while I'm taking a bath. I've definitely got everything I need at night. Jeff Buckley's voice soothes me deeply, helping me to relax my body in the warm water. As a matter of fact, when I'm at this time of the day I don't think of anything at all, really. So even now I close my eyes and start dreaming.
My baby boy has come to me, opening up to me and confessing every single problem he has to me.
I'm waiting for him with my arms wide open. He lays his head on my breast and starts silently whimpering.
I just love it when he cries in my arms. I love it when he is vulnerable in front of my eyes, in my presence. Because, it's me he seeks help from. And I am always here to give it to him. What can a woman do when her man comes back home destryoed from the army?
I don't cook for him. In truth, I don't even know how to properly cook. That's a long story for another day.
Without him having gotten in our neighborhood, I just feel his presence. I immediately get out of the hosue and wait for him at my frontyard. I look at his car from afar. I listen to the sound of his car and just that brings shivers to the back of my neck. He sees me waiting for him and impatiently speeds up his pace.
Oh, how much he has changed.
He stops his car in front of me and rapidly gets out of the car. He comes up to me and looks down at me. I study his face and his body. I inhale his musty, masculine perfume. What a bliss that brings into my belly. I instantly got the heebie jeebies.
Looking up at him I notice that he's got tears in his eyes. All my nervousness disappears and I wrap my hands around his body.
I could never get tried of his affection. Or of his beautiful voice. Or of his body. Of anything really.
This is never over.
Thank you for reading this. I'm really grateful of my inspiration that always comes from Jeff Buckley, Jim Morrison, Nirvana or Aerosmith. It is really hard to write sometimes because I've had too many ideas lately and I didn't really have the guts to organze them. But, I tried nonetheless.
hope you enjoyed this!!!!
K.M.
These didn’t make the cut to be an album cover but I love them so much, I just had to share! ❤️🔥
Sly & The Family Stone, 1969 ♡
Playboy After Dark (1968) ♡
me listening to the doors