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Jun 2017
Do you remember sitting on the driveway on a summer night and it's still radiating heat from the blazing sun of the day?

When the only words that left your lips were how excited you were to party, when your biggest worry was how to get a hold of cheap *****?Β Β When there was no time to snooze, when you had nothing to loose but your innocents?

Those were the days when all we did was blaze. Sitting there in a marijuana haze.
2005 was a good year
SR Millan
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SR Millan  29/F/California
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