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Forget indica, forget sativa, Nothing compares to the way you hit me. ml, you’re the high I’ll always choose, Every puff of love’s just you, you, you.
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Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 9:43 PM UTC
puff puff
Forget indica, forget sativa, Nothing compares to the way you hit me. ml, you’re the high I’ll always choose, Every puff of love’s just you, you, you.
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15/F/in another life
Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 9:43 PM UTC
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