It took me a year and a half to post this. Depression is real. Or at least extreme laziness. Or maybe my life was so chaotic, it needed to be fixed before I tried venturing further.
I kinda hate the fact that I made this podcast, but it was on my mind, so who cares?
Wacky fam time bruh. Talk about fuckin, psychedelics, chili challenges. That shit
I feel like this podcast and the future ones that will occur are transformational conversations that I will carry for the rest of my...
